one day
a bee sucked the happiness
out of my house,
after some time i realized
happiness kept flying
from one house to another...
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dimpsmoon (Pseudonym) (
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What a lovely thing to have a flower as a home. This poem a metaphor may be taken several ways and I chose to take it as having to give to others joy one does so freely and imparts it on wings of others. A bee often revisits flowers and joy may well return as it was sent. A wonderful poem
thank you for your beautiful review... Loved it
Indeed, the bee took some happiness and pollinated the other "homes" with it. There is a sadness, a feeling of theft, and then a profound realization that dawns in this poem. It starts off feeling sad...like happiness was taken...but then the realization that it is still flying around being shared. It can be taken in many different ways, but I feel both sides to this. A wonderful job! 🌹👏
thank you for your comment...
You are welcome.
Powerful in the short form.
thanks Case...
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