Under the shade of a tree
A bee buzzed by my ear
It was a boiling-hot day
But the bee was still working
And I wondered to myself,
How long until the bee drops dead,
And does its queen
Miss this hardworking bee
When its hardworking segmented body
finally crumbles?
The Central Public Library has been undergoing renovations for a year, and counting.
It can be tempting to spiral into pessimism, but I make effort to look for encouraging signs of new growth, and for the caresses of the breezes of Spring.