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an excerpt of a poem entitled Thirteen Ways to Watch a Flower

In the sun as her beams shine,
Sits the flower center stage
Basking in all the glory

Fresh scent of Mother Earth all around
I lay back as if I am apart of nature
And inhale the beauty of one flower

It sways and rocks to and fro
Like the curves of a woman
Dancing in the night

Listen closely as you hear the bees
Buzzing around to find that one flower
That will be the one to share her sweet nectar



- Akenya Jenné

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