Take time to smell the roses and eventually you’ll inhale a bee. ~Author unknown
There once was a bee who did think
From flowers he could steal a long drink.
He chose one and got busy
But left in a tizzy
Without siphoning any of the pink.
Note: This poetic form is Limerick (which I haven’t written in a long time!)
Knowing who you are is the best defense against who they think you are. ~Dodinsky, author
Though I’m a part
Of all the others
Diff’rent — not bad or good
Just trying to be myself
Soaking water, air, and sunshine
Minding my own business as I grow
Conscious I’m the same but very diff’rent.
Note: Poetic form is Etheree.