Buzzing Flowers

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On a bright Springy day I found myself thinking what before me must lay. I jumped out of bed,  prettied up and grabbed ahold of my coffee cup. A sense of boredom flashed through my mind but I swept it away and prepared for this dawn to dark. Rushed out the door as one always does but wait…did I hear a mourning dove? I raised my head to get a view and what I seen was a field of flowers buzzing like bumble bees not only a few.

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