I like that thank you RPI

Beautiful

❤️

Wonderful

Nice write x

What a lovely dedication. So sorry for your loss xx

The humble bumble bee. This is a worker, not a Queen. The Queen remains indoors, hardly ever to be seen. The worker has one job to do, gathering nectar for his hive. The juice required to keep their Queen alive. When his job is done and he moves to the next flower. We will all bask in the delights of his power. Pollinating the flowers as he goes from dandelions to the english rose. Flowers will thrive and bloom, painting our gardens in a riot of colours. Let us all rejoice in the work of the humble bumble bee.

The flowers display their glorious colours, a riot of flaming orange. Like the colour of the sun, shining down on us. They both dazzle us with their beauty.

Lovely write Cynthia x

Thank you 😊

A joy to read.

Nice, Eddie

I've reported this as spam, please go troll somewhere else and don't use my poetry to sell your services.

Thank you for writing and sharing xx

Hi Nick can you please keep your comments appropriate. Please don't use my poem to promote your services.

Lovely

Very nice

Very good

Broken promises by corporate men. Damage too large to understand. Makes me fear for the safety of our dear land. Waters cascade from the sky, landing where once there were trees. Trees that would stop the flood upon our ground. Now all you can hear is the crashing sound. As the water rises up through the woodland ground. Carried for miles by the wind. Who knows where it is destined. Save your loved ones, valuables too, flee to the top. Hope someone rescues you, or at least soon the rains will stop. Praying for an end. For it will take the hands of a god to make amend. For the damage caused by our corproate friends.