A bumblebee zooms by,
Leaving a trail of pollen.
I take a deep breathe and sigh.
A bug in the cool grass appears to have fallen
But it waddles over to the nearest grass stalk and climbs again,
A cloud dashed across the sky,
while another is refrained.
My smile is not at all wry.
What a glorious day God has made,
Seemingly just for me.
I wish I could have stayed,
Forever and ever that way, you see.
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