A poem about bees…

Bees at Work

Bee its buzz

Flies around a flower “cause

It has a job to do

Free it flies

Seeking with those great big eyes

To find a treasure new

See it’s lit

On a petal for a bit

Gathers gold amidst the dew

Knee it’s plump

Its sack it must now dump

Her chore now nearly through

Bee it flies

Back to her hives

To make that golden goo

A Pom by Bill Darte

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