Beyond Reach
This world seems so care free, on a flower sits a big yellow bumble bee. The bight sun I can see, I wish I could also see the big blue sea. Sometimes I wish I could flee, I must be happy here with just me.
Date Written:12/21/2022
Copyright © Paula Goldsmith | Year Posted 2022
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