5th Oct 2024
James was a huntsman, brave and bold. He had a secret that was never told. With wings on his back, he could soar high. He loved the thrill of the bright blue sky.
Each morning he woke with the sun's golden rays. He spread his wings wide, ready for plays. He flew over forests, valleys and streams. James loved the beauty; he followed his dreams.
One day while flying, he spotted a deer. It danced in the meadows, full of cheer. But it needed help, as a net was nearby. With quick, gentle hands, he decided to try.
He swooped down low, like a breeze through the trees. The deer looked up, feeling the ease. "Don't worry, dear friend, you’ll soon be free. I'm here to help; just trust in me!"
With careful precision, James cut the net. The deer leaped high, no fear, no regret. It danced in the meadows, grateful and light. Then it jumped and ran off into the night.
As James flew back, the stars shone bright. He felt a warm glow; everything felt right. The sky was his canvas, the world was his stage. He danced with the clouds, he felt like a sage.
The moon whispered secrets of lands far and near. James smiled as he listened, his heart full of cheer. With each flap of his wings, he felt so alive. In the heart of the woodland, he learned how to thrive.
And so each adventure brought joy to the day. James found his purpose, come what may. A flying huntsman, both clever and kind. He spread love and magic, his heart intertwined.
Wherever he flew, he left a small trace. A sparkle of kindness, a warm, friendly face. If you look to the sky at the end of the day, you might spot James hunting the clouds in his way.
So listen, dear child, when dreams take to flight. Believe in your passion, and you'll shine so bright. For James is a huntsman, who teaches us all, With courage and kindness, we can always stand tall.