BEE

 The blazing yellow of the sun 

The wholesome shade of black 

In the little miraculous frame 

The pretty little you. 

Resting only to acquire nectarines 

A beauty to be admired from a distance. 

Not different for humans 

you too snooze to retain your memories 

You never harm the delicate flowers 

The pleasing beauties that welcome you 

Yet to mankind at times a sign of subtle terror 

Your buzz makes us look for shelter 

Your engineering is far beyond imagination 

In the feeble size great fascination 

With all the richest desserts we make 

None compares to the source we take

Your struggle is  long

The journey tiring 

With just a short life span

inexplicable and wise.  

Adeline Barbara Dvaz