RH-3

In the sky it soars, oh so high, The Ross RH-3, reaching for the sky. A single seat, a glider so grand, Designed by Harland Ross, with skillful hand. Its wings, like a bird, spread wide and strong, Gliding through the air, all day long. Mid-wing it sits, with grace and poise, A marvel of engineering, that brings us joys. No engine to roar, no propeller to spin, The RH-3 glides, with the wind it's in. Silent and sleek, it dances with the breeze, A marvel of flight, that's sure to please. A pilot on board, with a smile on their face, Guiding the glider, with skill and grace. They soar through the clouds, feeling so free, Exploring the skies, where they long to be. So let's dream of flying, like birds in the air, With the Ross RH-3, we'll go anywhere. In our imagination, we'll take flight, With the glider that fills our hearts with delight. Random page: XAX