who is this fucking passerby?

i am sooo damn bloody tired....was on afternoon shift just now..i was spose to be my last day today...but because i was on mc on wednesday..i have to go to work tomorrow...but i'm not complaining...coz the staff there totally rock...and there will be 4 of us on make up...so it won't be boring..hahah i love that ward...the staffs there wun treat u as if u're an outsider......i hope i'll be working there when i graduate....

The Bee Box
In this small box, my love,
you'll not find a ring,
but instead, a brave little bee.
He'll be dead by morn, having given his life
defending his flowers against me.
I felt his sting
while picking the small, purple pansies
growing wild along the roadside,
in hopes of an afternoon bouquet for you.
And I grieved the sting,more for him than me,
knowing full well the price he paid
for my small pain.
And I allowed him his victory,
leaving his flowers as a memory,
and brought you instead
this brave little bee,
who proves there is love
even in the smallest of things.
Lowell Parker

i was surfing around...and i came across this poem... nice huh? =)