THE BUMBLE BEE

A brightly colored bee
Flies and hovers over me
In dancing frenzy from the hives
Blithely it nosedives.

Lovely yellow stripes in fuzz
And the vexing buzz and buzz
Visits every flower bloom
***** sweet nectar in gaudy plume.

Little singing bee, to thee I plead
You have no place in my stead
I have neither nectar nor pollen
Begone sting me not or be fallen.

What message you intend to bring
I so dread your deadly sting !
Ah, gentle airborne drone
What you seek, I bemoan.

I know you mean no harm
Just hovering to keep warm.

Delilah Causin, Oct 23, 2014