<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=547658" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Butterfly and Bee</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Once bee buzzed by the lilting butterfly<br>tiny wings afire with his speed<br>aiming for his garden target<br>rifling along in his usual haste<br>Butterfly was darting up down and sideways<br>as if suspended on a string<br>and pulled about by a drunken puppeteer<br>Bee had thought of speaking a warning<br>to local pedestrians those operating<br>in a different time frame than he<br>He had tried to say watch out move over I’m coming<br>but he got no farther than waa<br>waa and by that time he had come and gone<br>and all that someone like butterfly<br>would hear was waa nnnnnn, and so<br>Bee wondered about his early warning system<br>perhaps he’d buzz louder – one of these times<br>there’d be some collision – traveling ninety<br>leaves per moon dropp is a very very fast pace<br>And butterfly always slow to take notice<br>would hear the waa nnnn’s from time to time<br>tilt a wing and turn to see who’s zipping by<br>to see Mr. Tiny-Yellow-And-Black-Dot vanishing<br>into the faraway but he really didn’t care<br>Something else was on his mind. There<br>was something else he’d been thinking about and<br>he’d merely forgotten what it was. And so<br>he turned and floated, turned and hovered<br>capturing the glance of the sunshine<br>upon his wings reflecting it<br>into my eye</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Tom+Courtney">Tom Courtney</a><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=547658" data-title="Butterfly and Bee de Tom Courtney" data-description="Once bee buzzed by the lilting butterfly tiny wings afire with his speed aiming for his garden target rifling along in his usual haste Butterfly was darting up down and sideways as if suspended on a string and pulled about by a drunken puppeteer B..."></div> </div> </div>

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