A BUD

 

 

 

A bud so sweet,

Enticing treat.

It throws off heat,

Dance to its beat.

 

Its scent draws me near,

Still not feeling fear.

It soon becomes clear,

I shouldn’t be here.

 

The buzzing becomes loud,

Near my face big and round.

I quickly hit the ground,

Hoping I won’t be found.

 

The birds are chirping,

And I’m not hurting.

The sun is shining,

My bud is smiling.

PINK

 

A touch of pink at night.

I do not need much light.

I bud in the dark.

My spot in the park.

Can you feel me touch your hair?

If you cannot, please come near.

I’ll sprout in the spring for you and me.

A prettier sight you will not see.

THE BUZZ

thedeadgameblog: “ A BUD A bud so sweet, It can’t be beat. Throwing off heat, Enticing treat. Its scent draws me near, Still not feeling fear. It soon becomes clear, I shouldn’t be here. The buzzing becomes loud, Near my face big and round. I quickly...

 

 

A bud so sweet,

It throws off heat.

Its scent draws me near,

Still not feeling fear.

It soon becomes clear,

I shouldn’t be here.

The buzzing becomes loud.

The fuzzy face too round.

I quickly hit the ground,

Hoping I won’t be found.

The birds are chirping,

And I’m not hurting.

The sun is shining,

My bud is smiling.

 

LET IT BLOOM

 

LET IT BLOOM

Watch the rose bloom.
It’s not too soon.

The lovely smell.
It rings my bell.

The pink color.
Like no other.

Face to the sun.
Ready for fun.

Velvet to the touch.
I love it so much.

I’m ready for spring.
To hear the birds sing.

I’m eager for the first bloom.
Definitely not too soon.

Let it bloom.

MOONSHADOW

MOONSHADOW

I live in the shadow of the moon.
I have grown and sprouted much too soon.
I will try with all my might
To live in the bright sunlight.

I close my eyes but yet I’m still here.
Sitting on a branch next to a pear.
My petals are white as snow
Because of this fact I know.

I will never be awake at day
No matter how hard I wish and pray.
For I live in the shadow of the moon 
And I’m slated to sing the nightly tune.

ROSE BUD

A BudA

 

A bud so sweet,

It can’t be beat.

Throwing off heat,

Enticing treat.

 

Its scent draws me near,

Still not feeling fear.

It soon becomes clear,

I shouldn’t be here.

 

The buzzing becomes loud,

Near my face big and round.

I quickly hit the ground,

Hoping I won’t be found.

 

The birds are chirping,

And I’m not hurting.

The sun is shining,

My bud is smiling.