a butterfly curious
asked the flower
o my dear, would you tell me
does it hurt
to give away your nectar
does it hurt
when I fly away from you
the flower blushed, replied
o my pretty lady
my colors glow
when you touch me
i am sweeter
when you taste my nectar
you flying away makes me dream
leaves me a hope
that you shall come back
that you will touch me again
I loved the way, you used graphics here!
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creativity is art, art is life, life is pleasure!! pleasure to have your supporting remarks!!
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This pleasure will be daily henceforth!
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and that shall add charm to lives
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sure!
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I discovered you through another blogger who encouraged us to read your work. Im happy to follow you. Alexix
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discoveries bring treasure that shall be yours!!
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the same way its mine to have discovered you!!
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Very nice. Good pic too! I keep bees, so this spoke to me.
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for them, they may be bugs, but for the ones like you and me, they are worth being with.. they are living, giving life
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I find the bees to be very interesting to look at and interact with, very peaceful past time. Not to many people want to bother with you when you are out in the hives working! lol!
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could’t agree more
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Wonderful,u are indeed gifted.
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I am.. with your LOVE my dear… So glad to have you here..
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