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bees buzzing with the weight of flowers under wings ;-) miles of summer smiles...Barb's Dad...

I like the simplicity of this piece. Though it is short it speaks a great deal. I could see a breezy summer day with buzzing bees. Great Dana

Bees Make me Sneeze But this Poem is The Bees Knees Well done sir! Rett: Nancy Astor: “Sir, if you were my husband, I would give you poison.” Churchill: “If I were your husband I would take it.”

The image of the swaying trees and the personification given to them (do trees really wait?) make this simple piece not so simple. As always, your unique voice stands out among the rest. ~ Ronda

what choice do they really have? ~ Ronda

Smiles:) Barbara Nicely done. Trees swaying in the breeze waits for bees great image

weren't we just talking about bees recently... yes, no choice but to wait, no bees equals much less polination... world changing event.. short and to the point.. elegantly said. Richard

I saw Only two of the little things buzzing by one lone Danny-loin as I kept walking I seen the young boy behind me stomp them into them ground I thought I should of said somthing but that would only have made me a hipocret for I murdder thousands in my youth after being stung thrice in one day but it's true we need these insects they do almost 90% of the pollenating I've been told a great loss to the world save the Bees Please! and the Whales we are now In a time of tribulation who has eyes let them see but more important he who has a mind due something with it Donnie/ Sinbad