My HiveA Poem by The silent girlSome bees sting but some give us honey
Always about six, seven, eight, and nine,
Coz the rest were busy in pain. The bees in six were to fix... Had solutions for all my queries. Lend their ears to all my fears. Me in seven, With a mate made in heaven Rest were always a squad... Two in eight, Had their fate. Another was the best pal ever Others made into the squad forever Nine housed my buddy, Remaining had no time for own muddles. This was my life in heaven like hive With all the busy bumble bees by my side. © 2017 The silent girl |
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