Origin Of Space To Get Here - Poem by Gloria Seseng
There is a honey bee,
Trapped in a bird cage!
Sometimes it sat there speechless!
But when shaking dusk to wake up!
It travels to instance!
At times arrives earlier!
To deliver a message
If only we were of nature!
The bee would stand a chance,
of visiting quite often!
An open space to find,
the bird cage wasn’t so bad!
We’ve got night flowers!
How can I forget to find space?
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