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How lovely you move,
Sun-kissed little fairy,
With many of your kind
As the sweet honey

You hum monotonously
As you land from flower,
To flower,
To flower,
And the leaves murmur a song
As you brush along.

When darkness sinks across the sky
Only then do you withdraw
Your fragile wings and rest your head
Until dawn breaks first light.

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guitarist said...
Jan. 22, 2010 at 4:41 pm:
A lovely tribute to honeybees...
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Honey bee fan said...
Jan. 19, 2010 at 10:02 pm:
Your poem brightened my day in a way no other linguistic artifacts did. I especially like the part "As you land.... As you brush along". It is so musical and magical!^-^
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