Last Saturday, while Hoyoun, Ada and I were out walking, we admired a lot full of dandelions. It was eerily silent without the buzz of bees. For the rest of our walk, we searched for them in every clump of flowers. Eventually we found one. I have been trying to come up with a poem for dandelions and the missing bees ever since. I ended up with using a dodoitsu format you can read about here.
Spring is here. Dandelions
In golden abundance, wait,
Wondering, just like we do,
What happened to bees?
Our dandelions are out in abundance, too, but still haven't seen (or heard) any bees. The rest of the week will warm up, so perhaps they'll be seen by us soon. Fun to imagine the still and silent dandelions, waiting. . .
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