The Lonely Clover
Brooding clover, left all alone
Where did your friend, Mr. Bee, go?
Did he suck your nectar and take it home?
Was all his devotion just for show?
Fear not, you’ll find another bee!
The sky is full of bumbling insects;
they’re buzzing in every nook and tree—
solving your problem isn’t complex.
Abandonment can’t make beauty fade—
in fact sometimes it causes it to grow!
Maybe take a rest here in the shade,
and when you’re ready, you will know.
We can only defend ourselves from strife
if we wish to continue living our life.
Photo and poem copyright 2025 Michelle Garren-Flye