Bees Knees Poem by Phil Soar

Bees Knees



I watched the bees, with pollen rich knees
Flying from foxglove to dahlia
Dancing in flight as they fly through the air
Regarding no nectar as failure,
No more wondrous a sight, as a bee in its flight
As they work stripey butts off with zest
Their industrious work, a life they can't shirk
As they fly around doing their best.

Friday, June 12, 2015
Topic(s) of this poem: nature
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