| The Bee Box |
| In this small box, my love, you'll find not a ring, but instead, a brave little bee He'll be dead by morn, having given his life defending his flowers against me. I felt his sting while picking the small, purple pansies growing wild along the roadside, in hopes of an afternoon bouquet for you. And I grieved the sting, more for him than me, knowing full well the price he paid. And I allowed him his victory, leaving his flowers as a memory, and brought you instead this brave bee, who proves there is love even in the smallest of things. -Lowell Parker Grand Prairie, TX |
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| Updated: Jan 11 '05 |