3 beeish happy poems
She moved with all of the style and grace Remarkable beauty marked her face
You can't know who actually stung you just by looking at the beehive!!
I surely will miss you a lot, Commaful. You were like a person, a feeling to me. I can never forget you. I hade tears in my eyes while writing this.
Bees, how I admire them. They work to sustain life on earth and never question their purpose. Yet they are like dust in the wind, nameless to us and gone quickly. Still how beautiful it would be to be...
She moved with all of the style and grace Remarkable beauty marked her face
You can't know who actually stung you just by looking at the beehive!!
I surely will miss you a lot, Commaful. You were like a person, a feeling to me. I can never forget you. I hade tears in my eyes while writing this.
Bees, how I admire them. They work to sustain life on earth and never question their purpose. Yet they are like dust in the wind, nameless to us and gone quickly. Still how beautiful it would be to be...