There is a flower that lasts forever, said the bee to me.
It blooms and goes on as far as the eye can see.
It’s perfume lingers in the evening air,
And it’s colours are something that cannot compare.
Where is this flower?,” I said to the bee”,
“I must see it and smell it please take me to see where it grows.”
Where it grows? Said the bee, of course nobody knows!
If they did, do you think it would still be there?
It would be plucked and picked and pulled up from the ground.
How do you know, “I asked the bee”.
Just look around, the bee replied to me!
It blooms and goes on as far as the eye can see.
It’s perfume lingers in the evening air,
And it’s colours are something that cannot compare.
Where is this flower?,” I said to the bee”,
“I must see it and smell it please take me to see where it grows.”
Where it grows? Said the bee, of course nobody knows!
If they did, do you think it would still be there?
It would be plucked and picked and pulled up from the ground.
How do you know, “I asked the bee”.
Just look around, the bee replied to me!
© 2024 Lesley Manning