Day: August 21, 2021

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?