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Communing with bees, my soul feels adulation and harmony reigns. I adore my bees, they exude adoration for me, in return. The bees and I know with mutual respect, we can all get along. Patience is the key that unlocks harmony’s door; then we can walk through.

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Date: 3/19/2019 12:52:00 AM
My daddy had bees for awhile; the beekeeper suit and all. I had forgotten this until I read your poem; you are shaking up my memory tree, M.L. Thank you!
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M. L. Kiser
Date: 3/19/2019 8:24:00 AM
Let's shake some more and see what falls out!
Date: 3/18/2019 11:18:00 AM
A necklace of poetic pearls dearest, MLK! The question lingers: To bee or bee? haha!
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M. L. Kiser
Date: 3/18/2019 4:34:00 PM
Thanks Demetrios.