Would you like to hang out?
It’s not just about going back home for some rest.
Four totally different, yet so much close elements they are.
Whenever they fly high above, I wonder if I could just be with them.
As tiny like grains of sand but shiny as night sky.
I never wondered how much blue our sky is if one see it while flying right on the edge of it.
Oh my wings
Is it time
If only we had wings!