Friday, April 23, 2021

Honey Bees


In the holes of maple trees 

Lie empty nests from honey bees 

Flowers in fields one time so plenty 

And buzzing sounds, once so many 

Evaporate into distant dreams 

No longer heard and rarely seen 



Melissa Kelly 2020



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