It takes the bees a while to findthe blossoms on our treebut once they do it sparks a hiveof raucous bustling Honey drunk, they buzz all day long,gathering while they mayadding notes to summer’s song:they sing of endless days Summer! And also I’ve been reading some Emily Dickinson : ) Thanks for reading!
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