I’m no social butterfly, but I buzz from flower to flower.
I talk to all as I do the rounds, but my resting face looks dour.
They think that I am feeling sad,
Even when the sun is shining on me;
They don’t see me as a buzzing bee.
They don’t see me working for The Queen.
She sits upon her majestic throne and watches us pass by.
We all seem to bee happy; the work keeps us in tune,
But one day soon, this little buzzing bee,
Will bee found staring at the moon.
The moths say they can do it;
They’re gonna fly up there one day.
They see the light and all its might;
They have big dreams, I would say.
My dreams are only small hopes;
I am not asking for the moon.
I’d like a bee to fly with, so with her I could share my jokes.
I want to make her laugh and smile;
So I would appreciate it if I could meet her soon.
I collect all the honey and build hexagons;
The perfect shape to make the most of the honey we consume.
I don’t need a large pile of honey,
To build myself the future I believe I am due.
You see my heart is limited;
It only has space for two.
You and me; me and you.
The sound of my buzz is out of tune.
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Aa Harvey (
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- Comment from author about the poem: The 'Bee poems' I write are about the story of a little bee with big ambitions. His name is Humble B. Bumble. The poems tell you of his thoughts as he prepares to leave the hive and go off on an adventure...The 'Bee' poems will bee the story of his adventure. If the title of the poem has 'Bee' in it instead of 'Be', then you will know that it is a 'Bee Poem' and you should read it as if it is written by a bee and not by me. Please read each 'Bee' poem as a different chapter of the story of Humble B. Bumble. Thank you.
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But your buzz is only meant for you and her. Beautiful buzz Humble. ; )
So Humble is now a little bit lonely without her.
You better hurry up and get Humble a companion!
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