Not just any ordinary flower
like ones near a tree’s bower
She’s an exotic blossom for seasons
A creation of God in the Garden of Eden
Thus for eons, the bee flew
Across seas, just to get her view
Even when his withered wings fell off
For him, her bloom was a beautiful payoff
We all are aberrant from the ways of this world in one way or another | Sub-Editor at Smartprix.com
