Thread: squeezing summer

kbhklj

I really like the ending of this poem, how you say that "the bees were no more than things to get rid of" as summer progresses, whilst on the first day of summer everyone is filled with joy and watching intently at the first site of one. That actually really provoked quite a bit of thought in me... I found myself thinking about how we really do take advantage of the smallest things some times.

One thing I did notice was that you wrote "bubble-bee" and I think that may have just been a typo? But I thought "bumble-bee" would be a more fitting term. And maybe just some capitalization on certain words that were the beginning of new sentences... other than that, I liked this. It gave me a very warm feeling.