Rusty Metal Bee
Written by
Karen M Croley
August 2011
Written by
Karen M Croley
August 2011

Rusty metal bee

always in my petunia pot.


and never noticed.


Always present air,

-a reliable existence.

Breezes pass through crooked pipes.

that no longer mingle.

Yet small legs and hands whirl by.

...laughter, cries, screams.



and never noticed.

Solitary gentle sways

-a limited dance of freedom.

Still present thorough all these years

...water, hose, sun.

Bigger legs and hands go by.


Confined in space and time,

Tiny wind chime

Let's be friends

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