We are little airy creatures, All of different voice and features. One of us in glass is set, One of us you’ll find in a jet; The other you may see in tin, And the fourth a box within. If the fifth you should pursue, It can never fly from you.
I'm an easy going person, looking to latch on to every drop of happiness that I may be fortunate enough to have land upon me. There are many times of drought, but every so often, the skys will open up, and for those times, I am truly blessed.
3 comments:
this one was tough. But I think I've got it.
Are they vowels?
Yes, you are correct! (Were you the winner of the Putnam County Riddle Bee or something? You are very good at these.)
They're fun! Although, my magic foot may put me at an unfair advantage. I'm hoping to win the Fair Day Goose :)
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