there’s a certain joy that come when something basic is made amusing
some need to be told what the rest of us can see as just common sense
the bee probably doesn’t notice the beauty the flower is work
often the effort to clarify a statement only makes it worse
take something simple then make it complicated that’s our world today
distant thunder breaks the morning open; as dawn quietly appears
to look at something with a curious eye, builds our understanding
of only perfect flowers were allowed to bloom perfect wouldn’t be
sometimes you are known more for what others give you than for what you are
we think we’re sneaky but all too often someone is onto our game
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