Bee ambitious.
We always seem to fly together;
I’m gonna fly out on my own.
I sure do like working with you,
But inside my heart I live alone.
Maybee one day we will find a way,
For you to beecome the bee I travel with in peace;
But I don’t see that happening any time soon, unfortunately.
You have been a good friend to me for all this time
And when I return, I will find you
And I will bee…so happy!
But for now I must fly solo;
One day I will return.
I will come back one day to this hive and all that which I know!
But for now, I have to go.
Next time you see me I will have a thousand new stories to tell.
Do not waste your life dreaming about me;
Do not linger and cease and yearn.
We will meet again some day, I promise,
So do not bee too concerned.
There is no ‘Us’ for me, in this place, at this time;
But give it time and things could change.
Maybee we will find our way.
Until that day I will save all my honey
And wait on you in all ways.
If I can bee of service, then nothing could bee a trouble to me.
If you would like a spoon full of honey to pour into your tea,
Then please;
Allow me.
I will oblige you this morning, for I have nothing better to do.
You can only see me thinking of leaving here, through teary eyes,
But smile, please, you can already see I need to find a new view.
I am a little bee with big ambitions!
One day you will see me
And hopefully my dreams will have come to fruition.
The orange horizon sure does look tempting to me;
I wonder how far the sky goes?
I have been speaking for years now about how I would leave,
How I would find out what lies beeyond;
I only stayed this long beecause I was worried it would bee too cold.
I guess you already know what happens,
When a bee beegins speaking about leaving.
It never seems to chase its dreams;
Well, I will bee a unique bee!
I’m heading over the trees!
Going to disappear beehind the bushes;
I will bee last seen heading for the sun!
My mind is made. I have done my days
And retirement sure looks like fun.
There is a great big world out there to go and see;
Going to travel and view it all, just you watch me!
I have already flown a whole mile today!
And once I have rested, I will fly again!
The ocean may bee difficult to cross over,
But I will find safe passage aboard a ship.
I will hide from newspapers and angry eyes,
But I should bee ok to make it to the other side…I think
And when the ship docks into port,
I will find the nearest sugary drink.
This is my plan so I thought I would tell you beefore I set off…
So; tell me. What do you think?
Am I ready…?
Or not?
(C)2017 Aa Harvey. All Rights Reserved.
- Author: Aa Harvey ( Offline)
- Published: December 11th, 2020 05:57
- Comment from author about the poem: This is a story I am writing...
- Category: Short story
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