Buzzing Bee

Buzz... buzz... stalking its prey buzz... buzz... looking in dismay buzz... buzz... wanting to be fed buzz... buzz... buzzing bee lies dead. Copyright Cynthia Jones Mar.21/2015 I didn't know exactly what made me think of doing this kind of poem, but I just let my fingers do what they wanted and let my mind relax.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2015

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