Bumble bee on
the move, from
flower to flower
seeing red clover
it stops for awhile.
Humming its way
around this
nature palace
so free, to take
pollen back to
hive.
Nector so enchanting
to draw each one
to the colorful flowers
in the fresh outdoors.
Knowing that
all flowers would
soon fade away
if not for the bumble
bee's hard work.
wrote 9-4-08
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Still studying nature James, lots of lessons for us here. Lovely poem. Without the bees there would be no flowers....or fruit to pick. Bob