
The lilies, blue,
Nectar-laden, pass on
Their DNA through
Pollen dusted on
Winged sugar thieves,
One arriving
As another leaves,
Buzzing and diving
Under a summer sky,
On a honey high,
What better place for a bee
To be...
(Art by Mark Niemeyer)
Random Rhymes From An Expat Living A Long Way From Home
Wonderful symbiosis of poetry and art, too. :-)
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