Bee's Poetic life 🐝
"Whispers of Wings: A Bee's Brief Symphony"
In meadows kissed by golden light,
A bee's tale weaves through day and night.
With wings that hum a gentle song,
A life of purpose, swift and strong.
From bloom to bloom, in joyful flight,
A dance of colors, pure delight.
Collecting nectar, love's embrace,
Creating sweetness, life's true grace.
In hive's embrace, a bustling home,
Each hexagon a life well known.
A symphony of toil and care,
United souls, a bond so rare.
A journey short, yet full of grace,
A bee's existence finds its place.
To teach us all, in fleeting hours,
The value found in nature's flowers.
About the Creator
Joy Lakra
Free verse poet inspired by reading, exploring love, life, nature, and travel. I creatively express emotions and complex feelings, sharing a unique perspective and inviting readers to connect with the beauty of seeing the world differently.
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