To be free
Like a little bee
To fly where one may
Any which way.
To soar under the sun
And just have some fun
To be little me
So cheery and free.
To sit on a flower
For even an hour
To embrace life
And ignore strife.
To be free
Like a little bee
To have no woes
And just repose.
. . . Hey, never claimed to be a poet. But it sure was fun pretending to be one (he-he).
I think I’ll challenge Lindy-Loo and Cousin Jilly to pull on their rhymester caps. You listening, ladies?
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