Your loud squeal of delight
"Mummy the bumblebees made some 'joas!"*
My throat closes in laughter, and I fight
Telling you of mingling pollen with stigma
Thrusting pollen tubes joining acquiescent ova
For now "Yes" I say
"The bumblebees help"
Revelling in joyful simplicity today
*fejoas
Thanks for your really lovely comments on my blog lately. I really do appreciate it and you sure put a big smile on my face!
ReplyDeleteI hope your spots are subsiding? Oooh, I remember when the kids had them... not great!
Ah, such innocence! A beautiful little piece of prose there Penny.
ReplyDeleteHope you're not too itchy today!
Just lovely, Madame Poet!
ReplyDeleteCute :-) I love what kids come out with ... wish I could catch them all on video! How's the pox?
ReplyDeletehey very cool Penny.......you know that needs to be on a page.....or in a wee mini album
ReplyDeleteThat's beautiful, I hope you scrap it with some great photos of 'joa eating?
ReplyDeleteI miss feijoas so much, you just don't see them here. My sister had organised some of that feijoa smoothy for me when we were home over Christmas. Yum
My parents have a tree in the back garden that has actually been cut down to a stump at one point and it bounced back and still fruits every year.
That is a wonderful poem - hope the spots are all gone :)
ReplyDeletelove how you write!
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