In the Spring and Summer, you’ll find me around,

Even in the Fall, I am found.

Flying and buzzing are not the only things that I do,

My love for making honey is so very true.

My quest is not to sting though my reputation is this,

Just like you too survive and be left alone is my wish.

Many cousins too me in this world,

Different are they, this I will say.

They all slap at me, run away, and scream,

If only I could laugh then they would hear me.

What frightens them? I’m so small you see,

I’m tiny, I’m fragile, I’m only a bee.

Keith Garrett


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