If you like apples, you can do this with friends. But if you're in prison, you'll have to do it yourself.

I hold your steps together each day, or speak of budgets stretched to fray. Pulled through holes, I twist and brace what am I you tie in place?

When your apparel is wet, I help them dry. I do not confine them, instead I let them enjoy the sky.

I can be carried on the wind As light as a thistle Or be blown to life For I am a

A trade that requires nimble and fines without a gentle touch this will surely be hard to get unset