Didja ever think about what it would be like if you were a bug in a flower garden? Let’s say a firefly sittin’ on a leaf one minute then zippin’ around and looking at the flowers and foliage.
zip. zip. zip.
and sweet pea tendrils.
I’ll rest on a rose.
No, I’ll rest in a rose.
Look at the other bugs flying in. Hellllloo Mr. Bee.
Time for a rest. I’ll just sit for awhile under this rose-umbrella and enjoy the shade. It’s exhausting being a bug.