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The Bee Stings Most Delicately

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By Charlie MillerPublished 9 years ago 1 min read

Flowers blossom in spring

Love blooms in summer

We came here two years ago

I am still here now

It was cold back then but

Words kept me warm

It was warm today but

Without your words I am cold

We sat and waited and

Watched the world pass

Every summer is different

Seasons have seasons

People change and forget

I don’t like change

I am sitting alone now

With the bees

I still know your number

A dog chases a bird and

There is a homeless man

Not far away

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Charlie Miller

Start out poet, artist and director

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    Written by Charlie Miller