Form: Sonnetina Quatro (dimeter)

We left him there
Upon the lawn
While skies were bare
Of clouds and scorn
Was he aware
Or still forlorn
But Mister Bee
A red rose saw
And now he’s free
To go explore
Photo by Pixabay on


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