pretty black dots on orange
crawling up flower's stem
slowly blending with green
pollen riding with wind blow
petals brave a mighty push
bending for a moment show
undulating, dancing, pausing
for more; more energy passing

fox kissing flower, something flew
could be dotted one, wanted to go
she looks in awe following flight
too tiny for me to even notice
i smell fresh sea breeze coming
cleared my nose so as my eyes
she lifted her head, looks at me
she has no fear, she walks slowly

by Manonton Dalan

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