The buzz is back; it's all around me.
I don't know what to think; is this good or bad?
The bee is patient, the wasp is agressive
and the hornet just lingers like a life long tug.
I can't fight this feeling as I walk the halls of a life once lived;
as if I've been here before.
Deja vu perhaps?
But in the end, life is grand.
So much love, so much to appreciate.
But sometimes, in the still of the night,
the hornet still stings.