To whom my love is pledged, should she take wing
I shall seek repose at a lake serene
with my left arm I cast the flattened stones
with my right I shoo the buzzing drones
and now I have counted my one hundredth fling
numbering the worker bees servicing my Queen!
fabulous and outstanding. to whom your love is pledged and for whom your queen will respond ~nb
So novel, so unique! but imaginative as always, and beautiful as always! ! !
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
My goodness, what a busy lady! !