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Friday, 22 April 2016

Stung






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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15 comments:

  1. 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.
    Cheers!

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  2. I 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

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    1. Thats the way to live 'Happily' Leanne .. :)

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  3. Do you like to garden? I can see my mom other getting stung but still continuing on in the garden

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    1. Oh yes I love my plants and take care of them as my kids.. :)

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  4. I guess when you are happy, stings or anything else can't pull you down! Spring in the air :)

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  5. Ouch! I stepped on a bee once... it was not fun. Good thing my grandparents are doctors. But I do love the poem! :)

    @TarkabarkaHolgy from
    The Multicolored Diary
    MopDog

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    1. That must have been a bad experience... Angry bees stings harder i believe..

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  6. haha.. flower samajh kar baith gayi theen wo. :P

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