Bee – a poem

Happy New Year. This one just came to me and I thought I would get it down before it buzzed off.

There’s a bee that’s always buzzing

In the corners of my mind,

Rooting out and nagging,

At whatever peace I find.

Six hairy legs are always tapping

When I try to just relax,

Stroking at my inner calm

While searching for the cracks

Sharpened stinger always standing by

Perpetuating worry

So in panic at the thought of pain

Through blissful times I hurry.

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