A small and restless bee,
Bumbles from marigold to hydrangea.
With its delicate silky wings,
How it glides smoothly through the crisp air,
With not a care in the world.
And you, childish mind, young as you are,
Dart from place to place, unable to focus.
Inside, you hold a million different places,
You can do anything you want,
Free to float through endless possibilities.
Bumbles from marigold to hydrangea.
With its delicate silky wings,
How it glides smoothly through the crisp air,
With not a care in the world.
And you, childish mind, young as you are,
Dart from place to place, unable to focus.
Inside, you hold a million different places,
You can do anything you want,
Free to float through endless possibilities.
This piece has been published in Teen Ink’s monthly print magazine.
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