Just a simple three line poem on wanting to be as pretty as a flower.
Lively Bees be busy Rising from frostiness during the emergence of spring Warming At dawn Then Fluttering The pollen of flora Then bee's feet are a plethora- A short cinquain story about waking bees ...
My words are sweet as honey. Trying to describe someone giving you a lot to say/feel. Not wanting it to end.
I wrote this in class and I'm not sure where it came from but I think it describes a little about myself.
Just a simple three line poem on wanting to be as pretty as a flower.
Lively Bees be busy Rising from frostiness during the emergence of spring Warming At dawn Then Fluttering The pollen of flora Then bee's feet are a plethora- A short cinquain story about waking bees ...
My words are sweet as honey. Trying to describe someone giving you a lot to say/feel. Not wanting it to end.
I wrote this in class and I'm not sure where it came from but I think it describes a little about myself.