Thursday, March 12, 2009

Honey Bees

I wrote this poem in response to someone's feedback that I should try a more light-hearted poem. Well... you decide.

Honey Bees

Buzzing, buzzing, buzzing.
Doing what bees do best.
Working, working, working.
The honey bees.
Fly away and be free,
oh honey bees.
Who knows what adventures
You've taken venturing out
Past the garden gnome?
How I wish life were so simple
And carefree
Like the honey bees in the park.

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