Ant Flying Day
With unlocked eyes
and finally sure of her status,
she scrambles alongside the ones,
who've spent their days waiting...
With unlocked eyes
and finally sure of her status,
she scrambles alongside the ones,
who've spent their days waiting...
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Your clear song greets me at day's first peek.
Cheer, cheer, cheer, birdie, birdie, birdie.
Slumber retreats,
Yielding to a melodious strain.
Wolves howling towards the moon
Gray and dark
Sitting on a rock
Snow falling all around ...
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I caught a tremendous fish
and held him beside the boat
half out of water, with my hook
fast in a corner of his mouth.
A narrow fellow in the grass
Occasionally rides;
You may have met him,--did you not,
His notice sudden is.
The flapping of its wings similar to a fly,
But when listening carefully you can hear the droning reply.
Once heard you immediately know its purpose,...
Oh yes, the bee you are right! People associate the bee as something to sting them. I know I do. I'm allergic to the bee sting. I have to carry an injection to give myself a shot to...
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Burly dozing humblebee!
Where thou art is clime for me.
Let them sail for Porto Rique,
Far-off heats through seas to seek,
This poem really touched me. Fantastic work, truly beautiful.
Sleeping softly through the day,
Never making a sound.
Only seeming to wake up,
When the sun goes down,
Thump. thump. thump.
Her tail gently lifts up, and then falls back to earth.
She lies, curled in a ball by the window.
The sun shines down on her lustrous black coat.
Old Peter Prairie-dog
Builds him a house
In Prairie-Dog Town,
With a door that goes down