Change within me,
Hurt like a bee.
Change within you,
Yet your blue.
Death's way out,
Climb a mount.
Tears fall,
Catch a ball.
Change happens to us all,
More so then in the fall.
Change within me,
Hurt like a bee.
Change within you,
Yet your blue.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Although a bee lives on sweetest honey, it's sting still hurts, ans singes.. true Andrea