Supposition
There is a bee guarding me
on the balcony
Standing there watching, very still not winging
Who sent this bee to fortify me?
Watchbee, patrol-bee; striped winged defender
Will you be leaving back to your sender?
Perhaps it was he;
Whom thought about me
Under the sun, under the tree ; perhaps- a thought
Human nature brought this bee..bewilderment…
Guess I’ll never know the answers
Only can surmise though
The bee made space when out of trace
Just, for butterflies...
BEEAUTIFUL!!!
Copyright © Paris-Maree Boreham | Year Posted 2020
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