.
Tight-clenched bud
lets go
its knotty grip
and rigid reveries
.
yields its petals
to the pull
of sunlight
through the trees
.
all the while
Gaia smiles
and sends for
honeybees.
.
(c) 1977, 2017 Betty Hayes Albright
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Hadn’t thought of a bud as being so resistant before. 🙂
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Maybe they’re just enjoying their dreams until the sunshine alarm goes off. 😉 🥀🌻
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I love the idea of honeybees being dispatched to the flower…(K)
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Thank you, so glad you liked that. 🐝 😊
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When it’s meant to be it always seems effortless to those watching.
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You’re right, that’s true of so many things in life.
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You’re correct, Betty. The challenge is remembering.. 🙂
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GOOD TO SEE YOU, BUD
One thing leads to another
Links in one ongoing chain
A necklace to adorn our Mother
Here comes Summer again and again
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Love your poem, Ben. “Links in one ongoing chain”… again and again… Now if only summer didn’t fly by so fast. 🥀🥀🥀🥀 🦋
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Every season seems to do that now.
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Yes…. unfortunately summer goes fastest of all, it seems. I’m still a “flower child”…just want to dance barefoot through the daisies all year round. 😄🌻☮️🌻
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A delightful lyric. You seem to feel what others only know.
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Thank you for such a nice comment. 🙂 Don’t know if I feel more than others….maybe just my crazy imagination. 🤗
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It’s those who don’t feel it who are crazy.
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😊
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