Hand Poem by jonathan marshall

Hand

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my hand felt the ground
rough and hard
there was a sound
a bee that fell to the ground
i looked at me hand
the sting of the bee had hit my hand
i looked at the bee were it laid
it made buzzing sound it chose its grave
to the bee who made no sound

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