At a closer look, 
The flower, 
And the bee, 
Are more beautiful
Than the distance told.
The bee, 
Looking at the flower
Could only stare; 
For at a closer look, 
The purple petals, 
Become a blanket, 
That wraps him, 
In its warmth.
At a closer look, 
The flower, 
And the bee, 
Are more beautiful.
Copyright © Leslie Alexis                
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