These stacked colors will soon take to the sky,
On the fragile breath of string they will soar and fly;
Each one will follow a different trail
Each one will see a different view;
All live in a box now
All huddled together.
All will experience a flight
A flight unique to them.
All will reach a bit of sky
And wave back to their friends.
On the fragile breath of string
They will soar and fly.
