Keith Bickerstaffe Poet Verse

Bickerstaffe

Never angling for a laugh
I call myself just 'bickerstaffe;'
an English clan devoid of fame,
a plain and simple family name.

I mused, then through the ages cast
in hopes to find a storied past
to find my folk had expertise
in cultivating honey-bees. 

I prize my humble pedigree
and praise the noble honey-bee
for all the sweetness that it brings
if I can just avoid those stings!

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Robin L. Gass November 16, 2008 at 5:59 PM Dear Keith, what a wonderful poem this is. It is warm and funny and such a clever way to pay homage to your heritage (and honey-bees). You are such a talanted writer. I am honored by your thoughtful (and inspiring)critiques. As always, thank you. Love Robin