Him Buzzing Me Walking
A Winters Walk And Talk One cold and lonely buzzing Bee did settle upon my right knee carefully I wrapped the friend in need within tissue paper and warm rucksack so he could accompany me Cloud swallowed morning sky’s puddle fields sprinkled silver me and Bee strolling bye sloppy muddy ditches full with moody faces daring jump or fall one more mile of slippery track rather then muddy me and Bee angrily buzzing upon my packed strapped back Waterfowl flapping,calling passing bye Bee buzzing me... Sign in to see full entry.