There's nothing like the sight of chubby bumblebees hoping on flower to flower, nothing says spring is hear when I see insects out and about. This poem feels like a fresh spring day, bees don't get the love they deserve. Lovely write the closing was sweet as nectar.
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There's nothing like the sight of chubby bumblebees hoping on flower to flower, nothing says spring is hear when I see insects out and about. This poem feels like a fresh spring day, bees don't get the love they deserve. Lovely write the closing was sweet as nectar.