According to the poet, the new kite looks bright when it flies in the blue sky. As it begins its journey and takes a dive and dips, its tail makes a snapping sound. It then soars into the sky with single string attached to it.
However, if the wind stops blowing the kite comes to a rest until the wind starts blowing again. He mentions that it is a raggeder thing to watch a kite stuck in a tree and flaping on a string to get rid of it. This is the fate of a kite.