The Christmastime Dream – “Comfort In Place” 2021 Poem – Day 12

Day 12 – 12/07/2021

To the edge of a piece of wood he sped,
quickly flicking his feathers of red.

Not to far from the meet-up to be,
at the waters edge a frozen bee was seen.

The jittery buzz Mr. Cardinal heard,
almost in a whisper bee spoke his word.

All the children walked past here, he said,
wondering if they missed past years friends.

I’m a little cold, said bee, as he shivered and shaked,
I need to find weather a little more towards baked.

 

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