Spring is here,
The air is warm,
And comes along,
The Bumbling Bumble Bee.
***
As flower open,
Gardens bloom,
Comes to play,
The Bumbling Bumble Bee.
***
It’s known hum,
And happy sway,
As it flies,
The Bumbling Bumble Bee .
Author: The Pesky Poet
Never assume that you are no good at what you love as if you love it enough you will make it better. Take that form a dyslexic who was told they would never be able to write with any quality.
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