Bees around the flowers in the field, like rays on the waves in the lake
Jumping from flower to flower, always staying awake
Their cheerful buzz, filling the air with energy
Their wizzful nudge, Make us keep up with the serenity
They fly around rogue, for delivering a message
A message, that might only be perceived by few
But the few may lead, and lead the leftover due
To some, the sound may be annoying
But to some it is peaceful
Bumping their hum into our ears, they grump
Gee whiz! They make us say
Oh hay! They make us gay
The world might be falling into chaos,
But the sound of them buzzing keeps us calm.______________________________________
A/n: this poem was co written with the person I wrote the last poem for. We're still friends •_•
Life is weird.
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Just A Little Bit Of My Heart
Thơ caSome of the poems I've written in these few years