the bee flew around my head,
buzzing both ears loudly -
as if they weren't full enough
from the frogs, cicadas and birds.
bold.
urgent.
strong.
his wings demanded he be noticed.
'you are heard
and you are seen
and you are precious.' i whispered to him.
and then...
paused...
and whispered the same to me.
2 comments:
Oh ter, I love this. . .I can see it as a new card in your line. . . (subtle hint here)
you are too kind, diane.
thanks so much for always encouraging me! :)
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