I Saved From Death Poem by John Carter Brown

I saved, from death, a bee today
sure drowning was it's fate;
the clock was quickly ticking
and soon 'twould be too late.

The creature floated helplessly,
as I did chance arrive;
just seconds from oblivion,
and loss to mother hive.

I lifted him so gently
to ease his suffering,
so close to death he didn't
even own the will to sting.

I laid him down upon the ground
and watched him all the while,
then saw a tiny movement, and
my face began to smile.

So soon did he recover that
I marvelled at the show
of brave determination
to live, and not let go.

And so my bee pulled through,
then slowly buzzed along his way -
and I, with spirits lifted,
continued with my day.

(Written May 2015)