Saturday, 18 February 2012

A Poem for Beatrice

Bea,
Whatever will be shall be
Like a tree shall be a tree
And a bumble bee shall be a bumble bee
Not that there's just one way to be what you shall be exclusively
Just think o' that big ol' blue-green in the day and black at night sea
It is made up of the seven seas
These are a few of the ways to be the sea
There are many ways to be
And they all shall be
In our many ways of being able to see

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