Flame Is The Flower Poem by James McLain

James McLain

James McLain

From Tampa Florida And Still Living Near By

Flame Is The Flower



Poured over each bee.
When it opens, it's petals to sing.
The buzz of it's small tiny wings.
Lets me see past
the depth of it's mighty sting.
Coming in, flying out let it be.



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James McLain

James McLain

From Tampa Florida And Still Living Near By
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