Let Them Bee

• Bessie Chadwick, Grade 5
• Poetry
• 2019

You come out of my roses, but there’s only a few;
I look forward to hearing the sweet buzzing you do.
You are a welcome guest, I’m sure that you know;
As long as you can manage to find your way home.
The sweet aroma of the honey that you make,
Is delicious to the senses, the form happiness takes.
You dance through the wind, you orbit the garden,
Looking for pollen and seedlings to harden.
Your Queen you all love, is buried deep inside;
In her hexagon palace, where she safely resides.
Small but strong, you’re like an unsung hero;
Without you, nothing could grow, oh!
You busy little bees, you come out of your hives;
But yet have no idea that you’re helping our lives.
What can we do my dear little friends,
To help you out, and raise your numbers again?