It might be a bit short.
Sometimes I feel like the beehive, other times I feel like the raincloud [In response to Zoya's and Kip's Sometimes series.]
Sometimes I feel like the beehive -Tall, white and strong -
Guarding the precious honey
and busy bee workers like kip,
Proud against predators
to be protecting you both from.
Other times I feel like the raincloud
sprinkling my life-giving rain
On sky-reaching flowers like Zoya,
So your radiant beauty
is given time to shine
for the pollening bee once again.
03/02/06
Poetry by liz munro
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Written on 2006-02-03 at 09:49
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