A place to show my work
To be a fly in the sky,
Just trying to get by.
To drift where the warm winds roam,
With no fixed place to call home.
To chase the shimmer of light,
While dodging the shadows of night.
To ride every breeze that appears,
A wanderer free of all fears.
To see the world from above,
Small things shaped by hope and love.
To live with no map in hand,
Yet always find a place to land.
Your three words today are:
CRANE
FLY
SPIDER
A crane takes flight across the blue,
With wings that stretch, so bold and true.
Below, a spider weaves its thread,
Crafting dreams where shadows tread.
In the sky, the crane will soar,
While the spider works from shore to shore.
Together they dance in nature’s play,
One in the air, the other at bay.