When We Were Young - Bees Poem by Yvonne Rautenbach

When We Were Young - Bees



When we were young
We were bees
Power to flower
With stings in our tail
Changing hour to hour
When we were bees
Now we are old
We are being
Weed to flower
with a fork and a pail
Wishing hours were ours
When we were young

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Just thinking of a bee or two
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