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Kites A-Whirling



Like dry leaves sent a-whirling

In an autumn gale

The kites came in a-circling

Spread wings and red forked tail

Underneath a cloud-flecked sky

These raptors filled the air

Their calls alerting others

To share this bonus fare

Swooping down to snatch the food

Here scattered on the ground

Nature in its glory

And near Rhayader found.

Kites Feeding, Gigrin Farm, June 19, 23.jpg
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