Where Bumbles Bounce and Blooms Bedazzle
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People are asking me if this is true. No, it is fiction. But I imagine it has happened to somebody at one time or another.
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I’ve come back to that place
where bumbles bounce and blooms bedazzle -
a place that ought to be one of happy recollections,
for it is so pretty here. . . even now,
and the air so fragrant.
Despite its loveliness, the garden of this city park
can never more enchant me,
and the ruby bedazzlers that still reside here
I never can forgive for their betryal.
How innocently they all looked on as my dearest childhood friend –
pleased to lean in to inhale their petals’ sweet scent -
gasped upon receiving that sharp sudden sting.
Her face ballooned out, becoming nearly unrecognizable
as she struggled to breathe, but we both were unaware
of my darling friend’s most severe of allergies. . .
She fainted then, never to bounce back,
unlike those bumbles in the garden
where the blooms had so bedazzled her.
They bumble around even now, forever bouncing back
to remind me of that most dreadful of days.
Copyright © Andrea Dietrich | Year Posted 2019
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