Among the thorny bush it grew
far in horizon it blew
many except me hardly knew
till it gave an elegance view
in the morning hour of dew
I miss her just a moment few
every morning her beauty is new
that can easily see my hand to a crochet sew
or my tongue after a sigh chew
Beb how beauty n wonderful me you blew
My Bee just to the rose you flew
bringing home it sweet stew
on our menu you drew
"the best world food stew"
this is a royal serve to the few
I love you i know you knew.
©adanabbass
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