Blame Autumn for Winter
the golden leaf’s doom
Thank Spring for Summer
bursting back into bloom.


The honey bee she floated right by me
heading beyond the sycamore tree
she returns to her busy hive
to keep her honey dream alive.


Do not fret when you see the bee
she will not stick her barb in thee
she wishes to chill and to bee free
her barb is just for emergency.


Listen to the tone of a buzzing bee
mellowness should be clear to thee
agitation changes a buzz musically
high and fast could make you flee.



I heard her thrum before I saw her struggle
the bumble bee could use some help from me
a drop of honey and my heart takes flight with her.



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