The Forever Bees
The Forever Bees
Spring passed without them…
Their forever hum of summer was silent;
no hopeful tending to timid crocus,
no ceaselessness in the heat of the coreopsis field,
none of their hurry in the lazy slanting of passing goldenrod afternoons.
The forever bees did not come this year…
Loveless, my neighbor’s zucchini did not bear.
Copyright © Tom Aldrich | Year Posted 2015
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