The red crown

Toby stood by the fence
Looking at the kites fighting with the wind.
His eyes stuck, on the white kite with a red crown,
He wanted it to win, to rise higher and higher.

A white hen with red crown came out with her chicks on the ground,
Chicks played bouyantly with her on the other side of the fence
His concentration shifted to thier blissful play
Six yellow figures encircled the hen,
Dancing and singing engulfed the air
chicks went and hugged their mom.
languidly they took steps towards their home.


Toby started walking towards his home with a smile on his face,
a woman with a basket and knife crossed his path.

Hunger striked his stomach,
He rushed to his mother and asked for dinner
she said a delicous hen with a red crown,
He saw his favorite kite flying down from the sky.