The Rescue Poem by Kim Barney

'Mom! There's a bee in the house! '
announced the six-year-old.

'Step on it! ' called the four-year-old.

'No way! Bees are useful.
I'm going to rescue it.'

He and his eight-year-old brother
devised a clever plan.

A glass from the kitchen became the trap.
Inverted, it was placed over the bee
as it was crawling on the carpet.

Next, a sheet of paper was cautiously inserted
between the glass and the carpet, taking care
not to injure the bee in the process.

In admiration I watched my grandsons
as they cooperated in this joint effort
to rescue one of God's little creatures.

Holding the paper tightly against the glass,
the oldest brother of the three
tenderly transported the bee
to the back deck, where it was released
and promptly gobbled up by the family dog.