The bees healed me
Each flower they pollinated woven into my skin
A seamstress by day, my own body for design
He sewed ivy into my tongue so that I could not speak
But silenced again I will not be
I took out the stitches and a sunflower replaced it
After you left me bare
The bees made me a new dress
With honey they caressed me
I rolled in grass and the daisies joined me
Together we are strong and bright
I embraced my old cast iron Singer
Cobwebs danced around it
An old story told whilst a new story unfolds
The bees chose daffodils this time
With each stitch my old skin faded
Now it’s like he never touched me
I can lay back under the sun
Whilst the bees feed me, once more