Birds and the Bees
I wake at dawn - they sing prominently
The air they breathe - I too breathe
Flying they cease to chirp at times
Listening tuned to the buzzing in my ear
I see beauty in red the cardinal
And the robins belly special too chirping I hear
Blue skies - blue beauteous hues
Blue jays in natures nest too the blues
The bees wow swarm near flowers
Parfume the odor I adore and more
The scents become me - I believe
Yet the bee stings - the bird sings
Everybody love what one sees
Then whats the point I see never
The story behind the birds and the bees.
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