I first landed on a fuchsia
Drank my fill, then landed on
A blade of fresh summer grass
Warmed by the morning sun.
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Sir the concluding lines, its the effective one beautifully wrote, poem sways like flowers with breeze, words are pearly bees the organised creature, breeze the coolant, thank you sir enjoy reading.I love to read, When I read I make a picture in my mind, A canvas I am for my thought'
I travelled with the bee till the last!