Life of kite!

Beautifully carved
Awesomely designed,
God completes me
And I'm ready to fly;
He fasten with thread
Thread is my mom,
She holds me tight
As I try to fly high.

Then comes my dad
As he lifts me further,
More strong he blows
More I go further;
Comes another kite
Fall in love with her,
Tries hard to reach her
As thread stretch hard.

After few resistance
My mom gives in,
She breaks therein
Breaks with her my Dad;
I travel far and far
With her hand in hand,
One day she wear off
And next day so do I.