The Rose And The Bee

IF I were a bee and you were a rose,
Would you let me in when the gray wind blows?
Would you hold your petals wide apart,
Would you let me in to find your heart,
If you were a rose?

"If I were a rose and you were a bee,
You should never go when you came to me,
I should hold my love on my heart at last,
I should close my leaves and keep you fast,
If you were a bee."

by Sara Teasdale

Comments (1)

I like how you perched your joy atop a very tall precipice. I hope it stays there with you for as long as possible. I enjoyed your poem.