What are you thinking, my wild friend
As you claim supremacy of the summer sky?
What magic holds you there without a single flap
Of your gorgeous wings?
Who dressed you today wondrous one,
In a rust coloured waistcoat and a starched white shirt?
Your taloned wings outstretched, embrace the sky
You truly are God's work.
Who are you nagging with that fishwife song?
They can hear you from Garreg Dan to Caban Coch.
Keep on calling my brave beloved, someone will come,
You cannot be the last Red Kite.
Written by Allen Williams
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David Lewis, Oswestry.
Hello, I too admire the Red Kite, and now they have spread their wings far and wide, this beautiful bird can now be seen across Wales, and large parts of England. Nice one. David.
Fri Mar 14 11:19:41 2008
John...Aber
Nice!
Fri Nov 30 10:03:14 2007
Lesley from Aberystwyth
That's really lovely!! My name on a certain internet site is Red Kite as I think they are so beautiful. Thank goodness he was not the last.
Sun Jun 3 20:41:21 2007
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