Summer

Oh to be the wind 

blowing so gently

Oh to be the strawberry 

Red and scrumptious 

Oh to be...

wait

The bumblebee? 

I don't know about this....

well, if you say so. 

Oh to be the bumblebee 

Buzzing sweet and true 

Oh to be me

ducking away from said bumblebee.

 

This poem is about: 
Our world

Comments

Gazeya

You're not that nooooo bumblebee. It's a message for others who want to enter the panel of a bee from another hive. It's a message of peace, from each one in his house and God in everyone's

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