Right up in my face
A hummingbird rose I froze
And hurriedly tried to explain
I am no flower yet
Then what are you doing here
It wanted to know
Carefully drilling the air
A little breeze on my cheeks
Well I was hoping you would tell me
How you manage the light
My little I come back trust me
I'm working on some nectar
A few drops of sweetness
I have saved now gone
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