The Matcha BeeA Poem by Cherrie PalmerThe Japanese tea ceremony preformed by nature :)
The little bee bowed low his head
wiped his feet on the petals' edge. He freed said nectar found within; then, once more bowed his head. His clapping feet sifted the nectar, cascading into the tiny cup. Then, magically, as if on cue, the summer rain whisked it up. With his wing, he cleaned the rim; passed the drink to his tiny friend. The wee small friend bowing low … drank the gift, returning the bowl. © 2022 Cherrie PalmerReviews
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Added on July 22, 2022Last Updated on July 22, 2022 AuthorCherrie PalmerSpringfield , MOAboutI am a published poet and love poetry. After a lifetime of country living, I'm making a move back to town. I find my surroundings a great inspiration to me. I also have two books on Amazon Kindle: .. more..Writing
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