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I was talking to a honey bee

she said to me

she said to me

 

“You’re walking close to the flowers

and your life is smelling sweet

your love is feeling deep”

 

yes, sweet honey bee, and I can see

all the colors of yellow in the sky

all the colors of yellow are floating by

 

I was dancing with a honey bee

she said to me

she said to me

 

“You’ve put your lips to nectar

and your veins are hot with honey

your songs are full and sunny”

 

we flew into the ‘eve

on fresh, sweet laden gossamer wings

into the night of heavy spring

Published by coloradopoet

I am a longtime lover of words, writing, reading. I am happily married with three children who are tip toeing with adulthood. I grew up in a musical home and was taught piano and in turn all my kids play the piano, and two of them, as well as my husband, are gifted vocalists. We love to make music and my copy of Les Miserables is falling apart from years of beautiful memories around the piano. Chopin and Jim Brickman feel like old friends I can't live without. I live in the beautiful city Denver where I am a nurse.

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