Encaustic Arts Magazine Winter 2012 | Page 36

The honey bee is our best friend and we do not want to see it end they travel so far and wide to keep our veggies and flowers alive they teach how to work as a team they ask for nothing in return but we owe them our love and care let us give to them our support and guard the environment for them well so they can continue their work so well by Gresilda McDermott Of all the wonders that I see, nothing can beat the honey bee. with wings too small and body too big, when it lands it can bend my twig. From flower to flower it darts and swerves, gathering pollen to stock up its preserves. Honey it makes without energy to conserve, its sweetness is too good for my toast to deserve. The honeycomb is a marvel to see, its perfection so exact you just want to let it be. Once stung the bee ends its life, so stay out of its way and cause it no strife. by Lauraine Andren We bow down to you, Busy, pretty bee - if you died out, So soon would we. by Paul Rance For additional information on the authors and other poetry, visit http://www.helium.com/items/1797382-honey-bee-poem