Call my name
Whispering onto the wind.
Touching gently
The tips of my ear.
Patiently

She sees a beautiful young woman
who's drawn to an absolute riot of colour,
she runs here and

You saved a bee ... that said so much to me.

Drowsy, dry and debilitated the bee lay on the

Like climbing to the peak of a mountain
My journey to glory
Must face the thorns and the