Always fear of the wasp kind
A pesky insect couldn't abide
Only stung once in life
But as child the memory was horrific
This year for months had to negotiate window open and closed
A hive of activity above the rows
Swarming about sometimes come in to check home out
Would hide by door
If close fall further back into retreat
Not fancy them applying stinging spree
The more eye saw the more to see
Not really interested in causing anarchy
Fly from floral pattern to swirls on the roof hoping for some plant to root
Started getting closer to open window wide could get out not stuck inside
Got to a point on handheld tissue they would hop to venture out without wounding plot
Then one day
Call out had been made for colony to be smoked away
Neighbours couldn't cope to have them creatures stay
I understand a pest to family
But wish nature and man could live in much more harmony
Now gone
Unstung melody
Though not a victory that taste so sweetly
To the wasps that lived above me