Kites on the Corner

I walked home from school yesterday to find
a small band of guys on the corner
right next to the sketchy shop
that opened not so long ago.

Oh no I thought, disheartened
The drug dealers have come down to our little corner?

I paused at my door, the suspicious neighbor
to see if I could figure out what was going on
or recognize any faces.

My mistake.

There was just a kite.
Everyone working to get it in the air.

Like a February miracle
dancing against the sky.