by Abbe Rolnick | Dec 4, 2025 | Abbe's Notes
When Wings get HotI spread my wingsAnd twirl to sky delightsWith wind beneath meRise to meet the sunAnd curl the edge of feather tipsTo redirect my mission.I fly low below the horizonCooling lofty visionsSeeing what is hereSo near to my heart.My wings spread My sight...
