Sourwood Poems - Poems about Sourwood

...THE MAGIC OF HONEY IS IN THE AIR. HONEY BEES, ARE EVERYWHERE. AROUND THE WORLD. BLOSSOMING TREES. YOU'LL FIND BUSY HONEY BEES. AMBROSIAL FLOWERS OF COLORS AND SHADES. WHERE HONEY BEES, ......

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...AUTUMN TREES~~ Swoosh---------- the lightly cool yet ever warm breeze Dancing are the... Aspen Baldcypress Black Tupelo Japanese Maple Red Maple Sassafras Sourwoo......

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...WHEN I MEET AN UNKNOWN HONEY, IT PUTS ME ON THE SPOT. MY EYES AND NOSE AND MY TASTE BUDS REALLY WANT TO ROCK. I LIKE A LITTLE MILK, WITH MY HONEY PLEASE. I'D LIKE TO TRY SOME HONEY, FROM......

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