Saturday, July 12, 2014

Life’s choices

Saturday, July 12, 2014

I sip from the lip
Of this cup
I curl my fingers around
Round, warm, spilling
Its sweet juice into
My ever hungry mouth
The harder I squeeze,

I am a honey bee
Hovering with
Stinger and nimble fingers
Choosing which to use when
To sip each drip
From the lip of this cup
Or to plunge deep
To seek sweeter juices
In the depths of this flower.

Ah! Life’s choices
Never so sweet

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