Bzzzz. The Bees Buzz in my ear
I ss the bees grabbing some polen...

We walk side by side smiling and lauging .
I think to myself...

Hearts are for love
Not to be Broken...

Poetry is a flow
It flows like a river...

My View of the World is shaded by a willow tree
So Bright and Free...

I lie in the grass
I hear the trees hushing me down...