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The Bear and The Flower (repost from #16)
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The Bear and The Flower (repost from #16) |
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ctowen Member Elite
since 2001-10-18
Posts 2286Green Mountains of VT 
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Every morning in the rising sun through the wood across the stream to see a bear cub follows his dad for fun the bumbling flight of a honey bee From his dad before and before that combing the wood for the hidden hives this morning chore done before they sat the ones of legend that hunger drives Always caught near meadows with Daisy the hard working bumble bee is found Buttercup, Susan's that are lazy flower to flower and all around Every morning in the rising sun the taste of honey turns to dry leaves the bees are followed where there is none and through the years each father grieves From his dad before and before that except this morn when the bear cub chose the morning chore done before they sat to play in the new morning meadows Running and rolling in the flowers now and then sighting the precious bees funfilled moments ran into hours flying and swarming the endless seas Every morning in the rising sun the bear cub seeks out the fresh flower as bees are followed as always done the ones that hide the hidden power For in their mists never to be found lies the golden honey in a stream buried in a hunk of wood and ground close to the flower that forms its dream Any dream is worth the chase, only one is worth living. Fear is a blindness, heart is the cure. - C. Belville 02 |
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Jordyn05 Member
since 2003-07-17
Posts 62 |
Wonderful poem. keep on posting. |
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