who has awaken me from my slumber,
is it but the sun that shines upon my face,
or is it my Friend the bees that doth drink from me
may be its the rain that brings me drink this day
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Love the delicate language that's here and love the last lines, very skillful: 'to make the best of this place were I will stay for all of my life for as many days. '
How long did you live as a flower? thanks for making us know how life is good write