Scared By A Bee, by Krysta Cash |
Sitting on a limb of a tree, I fall scared by a bee. You come to help me up. I ask if your laughing at me, you say, "yup." You give me a kiss, knowing that's my bliss. I give you a hug, even though your laughing at me for being scared by a bug. "I love you", is the words I say. You ask me to never leave but always stay. |
Posted: 2013-08-27 00:34:13 UTC |
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