Bees Monkey

My monkey had hot pink feet
That clung like bites
[ Nipping the lank white venetian blinds ]
Nipping the lank glass louvre blind
In which she lounged

I leave her animal joy
Jumping next to a lake with a family friend
But chaos is king
Your world was warm
And its many childlike naughties
[ Butterfly the giggling flowers ]
Grasshop the giggling flowers
That honour the green garden home
Of rememberance

Withall I ask for peace
Within that silly pool of guilt
And hope
That if there Bee a second life
Your burdens will just be
The laughter and the pleasure you bought to me