Reflection:Sting of the Honeybee

Title: Reflection: Sting of the Honeybee
A pixie with a bob of loose brown curls
Steps barefooted across the threshold
Into a world of clover fields and dandelions
Sting the honeybee responds as she retreats
In tears she will wait another day to explore
An old woman now, she muses
As she walks among the manicured lawns
Why did she fear the honeybee?

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