ODE TO FLAMETHROWER

Snails are slow but reach their destination……

If flowers could fly getting rid of stalks

And trees could speak of all that they have seen

Clouds could stop and not drift

Nor take a million shapes, yet remain clouds

Ready to come together to make rain

If bees did not sting out nectar and not hurt

If a man could love mind, body and soul………..

It would be complete on earth

She would smile a million flowers

to match the stars of the sky……

 

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