The hum of bees is the voice of the garden.
Shake loose the plenty,
harvest the honey-making hoard,
and dance with your translucent wings
as you gather the last of summer’s gold,
soon you will hive-laze together,
droning dreams of all the treasure
you have stored.
—C.L. Fisher, December 2021
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