My Son the Poet

[alltoseek]

Nature
There is a soft wind
Trees gently swaying rocking
Deer walk quietly


--written by my nine-year-old


My sons enjoy nature alright until BEES! Then they run screaming into the house.

Poor bees.

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[alltoseek]

On occasion my kids have been stung by wasps, but they're not old enough to distinguish wasps and bees (and anything else that buzzes, for that matter), so now anything that flits about has become a 'bee' and is deadly dangerous.

I like bees, of course, and am constantly telling them that if they leave them alone they won't hurt you (both the bees and the boys :-) but you know how it is with fears - even of a harmless aquatic sort that bears resemblance to an inoffensive land creature ;-)