sun through windswept clouds a bumblebee emerges from my flowers sun through windswept clouds a duet of fire and air keeps the rain away a bumblebee emerges from the last rose on the bush rusted petals swirl from my flowers scent of summer vanishes stolen by the wind Kim M. Russell, 11th August 2019 My […]
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