At a closer look,
The flower,
And the bee,
Are more beautiful
Than the distance told.
The bee,
Looking at the flower
Could only stare;
For at a closer look,
The purple petals,
Become a blanket,
That wraps him,
In its warmth.
At a closer look,
The flower,
And the bee,
Are more beautiful.
Copyright © Leslie Alexis
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