Scared By A Bee, by Krysta Cash Subscribe to rss feed for Krysta Cash

Sitting on a limb of a tree,
I fall scared by a bee.
You come to help me up.
I ask if your laughing at me, you say, "yup."
You give me a kiss, 
knowing that's my bliss.
I give you a hug,
even though your laughing at me for being scared by a bug.
"I love you", is the words I say.
You ask me to never leave but always stay.
Posted: 2013-08-27 00:34:13 UTC

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