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Laborious Insects

Butterflies, with their superb colors, are the most amazing in the insects's kingdom: our recompense for boredom! One can ever wonder how they vitalize the ungleaming air, and without them spring or summer wouldn't be that thrilling! Bees are the other laborious kind, not quite beautiful and docile... and they don't divagate a single mile, bringing whatever food they can find to their deep-dug hive by a shady oak, not too distant from the hyssop! They enter and exit with incomparabe ability: protecting their hard-earned harvest... from others with an insidious intent! Watching them swirling over the dandelions' and clover's filelds, which they befriend with their finesse; while the sparrows seem clement, letting them have a minimal share, but the solicitious ravens attack them and exile them from that unwelcomed territory... so unsympathetically and unpardonably! Be an observer of the laborious insects: they don't work for wages or worry about money, but they gather seeds to feed the unborn ones and pollen to make sweet honey; their existence is brief and full of usefulness! Being small is not a deterrent to achieving less, even the glowing fireflies have a purpose in exuding bravado and mystery... trasforming a darkenig sky above flowers and trees, as light flees from the shadowy orchards!

Copyright © | Year Posted 2007




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