The Magic

I stopped, once

To smell the roses

The bees protested my presence

So I learned to admire the bees

And the work they do

There’s magic beyond the colors that you see

There’s even magic in the black and yellow bee!





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Poet, making sense of war, humanity, love and greed. Trying to find the magic in ordinary things. I am Zee

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