On a cool spring morning
Working on weeds
Stung by bees
Oh what fun I had
The sweet pain and smile
With swollen fingers
I worked again
Beaming
From ear to ear
Feeling again so much alive
~12/04/2016~
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Beautiful poem! Reminded me of the time when I was strung by a bee, I thought it was an achievement and a meddle of bravery.
ReplyDeleteCheers!
Haha Thanx anyway Karnika..
DeleteI can't imagine how being stung by a bee can make you smile but I'm glad you could find pleasure in the pain :) Leanne @ cresting the hill
ReplyDeleteThats the way to live 'Happily' Leanne .. :)
DeleteOh Oh bee stung? Be strong
ReplyDeleteYeah I am .. you bet :)
DeleteThat was some spirit!!! Bravo!
ReplyDeleteThanks a lot soma
DeleteDo you like to garden? I can see my mom other getting stung but still continuing on in the garden
ReplyDeleteOh yes I love my plants and take care of them as my kids.. :)
DeleteI guess when you are happy, stings or anything else can't pull you down! Spring in the air :)
ReplyDeleteYeah you got that right Kala :)
DeleteOuch! I stepped on a bee once... it was not fun. Good thing my grandparents are doctors. But I do love the poem! :)
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That must have been a bad experience... Angry bees stings harder i believe..
Deletehaha.. flower samajh kar baith gayi theen wo. :P
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