The Rose
Possess not the rose,
Once cut, it bleeds, withers, dies,
In freedom, it blooms.
Photo (c) Victor D. Lopez 2010, 2021
Busy Bees
Busy bees fret not,
For their endless toil will yield,
Sweetest recompense.
The Rose
Possess not the rose,
Once cut, it bleeds, withers, dies,
In freedom, it blooms.
Photo (c) Victor D. Lopez 2010, 2021
Busy Bees
Busy bees fret not,
For their endless toil will yield,
Sweetest recompense.
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