I saw a bee
go right down in
a fabulous cactus flower.
I saw it fly away
then go back in,
and fly away
and go back in.
It couldn't leave it alone.
It was beginning to rain.
I went in.
When I went out
it was in again.
Lovely poem. Great power of observation and nice control on words to give expression
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Beautiful poem penned; nice to read