A busy bee while seaking nectar
came flying to my garden today.
Asked me if it could take some
for creating the honey, which I love by the way.
Upon agreement it started to work
and work my god it did that day.
Several trips from my garden to it’s hive
it made for just a teaspoon of honey, they say.
Nature and it’s workers, fascinating as they are,
Gave me honey and pollinated my flowers
Just to thank me for doing nothing, bizarre.
Nature and it’s workers, take so less and bestow so much.
Bee which is renowned and killed for stinging
is mearly asking, Do not touch.
Only to give us, the sweet honey we love so much.
The Poet and the Pen 
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