Post No. 916
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Bees, Bugs and Butterflies
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As I watch the sun
Breaking through the clouds,
As I smell the rain
Soaking in the soil,
Dripping from the flowers,
The birds burst into song.
Let the naysayers be wrong;
The world is alive again,
Saved from the brink,
And no matter what we think
God is in His heaven.
Bees buzz,
Shiny beetles eat rose petals
And butterflies flutter by…
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©Denise G Allen, 18 February 2016 07:19