Lived a bee so busy,
Buzzing by, with its sweet plea,
Sipping nectar, making honey so yummy.
The bee flew from bloom to bloom,
Collecting pollen with great care,
Its wings buzzing with a joyful zoom,
Creating honey beyond compare.
With its stripes of yellow and black,
The bee flits through the flowers,
Bringing joy with every clack,
Spreading sweetness for endless hours.
In meadows green and skies so bright,
The bee dances with delight,
A symbol of nature's wondrous sight,
Bringing joy to our world so light.