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The poem moves as bees buzz love.
posted by
BC-A
on September 23, 2015 at 3:01 PM
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Reading your poem reminds me that time is going to keep on marching forward no matter what happens.
posted by
FormerStudentIntern
on September 23, 2015 at 5:35 AM
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Brings back great memories of growing up
posted by
Annicita
on September 22, 2015 at 5:30 PM
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Wonderful catch of times more free, Kathy...the genius crowd
(of which I was one) would cover the lighted bees just to agravate and feel the sting kiss ourt palms!
posted by
teddypoet52
on September 22, 2015 at 2:03 PM
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Yes, it is, Dear Kabu. I was guilty of thinking it would be of no harm to them if they didn't immediately perish. 
Well, we grow and learn as the years carry us onward. 
posted by
Katray2
on September 22, 2015 at 12:25 PM
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Children don't always stop to think...those creatures have a life to live don't wish to be enslaved. Tis all part of growing up I suppose.
posted by
Kabu
on September 22, 2015 at 12:21 PM
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