Yonder the sweet dove flies on straight and true. Its destiny is unknown, but with curiosity it tracks on. Through fluffy Clouds, across belowin seas, and above sultry meadow. The dove keeps soring till finaly, the day comes, where he lands his two feet back on his old nest where he first took flight.
Dec 6, 2024
Dec 6, 2024 at 5:08 AM UTC
Yonder the sweet dove flies on straight and true. Its destiny is unknown, but with curiosity it tracks on. Through fluffy Clouds, across belowin seas, and above sultry meadow. The dove keeps soring till finaly, the day comes, where he lands his two feet back on his old nest where he first took flight.
I don't know if you'd consider this a poem, but it sounded good in my head.