15 May 2012
Tending to the flowers Keeping busy for some hours So many pretty petals Odd few stinging nettles Yet no one tends to me When falling too my knees
Some flowers get all jealous When I'm tending to the others They start to go all twisted And think I haven't listened Forgotten you I have not I've been prepping this special pot. I can see that you are hurt So I'll relieve you from your thirst I've built your special home A place beside the gnomes You know now you are safe As the sun fills you with rays The bees are busy around you but it's me your nectar belongs too So I guess my needs aren't missed When your sweet honey meets my lips
Flower • Opuss № I