Roses Entwine

Roses entwine.
Are they mine
Or thine?
The bee
Will make free
With the flower
For the lifetime of an hour.
Then, on his swift wing
Flit to an as yet, uncried

O see how man does sow
The seed
To feed
His need
He may not fertilise).

She does not protest but her eyes
“I would prefer
That there were
Another way.
The bee will have his honey
And I my money
And when day
Is over, we may
Both regret”.


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