When a bee flies from a flower to another flower
collecting pollen,
I can feel the flower's depression.
But she never says; 'leave me alone'
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Nimal, It is indeed sad that nothing lasts forever... beautifully expressed in this poem... Take care. Joey
Amazing, this really opens up the heart, well done it's lovely, Love Duncan
The flower falls, the sun fades. Only the soul lasts forever. Sad, but there can be no light without shadows. Lovely poem. Kind regards, Sandra