Me
Me
You may find me
In a tree
But never on the beach
Near the sea
I can be found
Close to the ground
Or in the air
As I fly around
You might see me
In September
But I doubt you will
In November
I work hard
And have loyalty
After all
She is Royalty
It's Sweet
To think of me
After all
I am a Honey Bee
Copyright © Joseph Matarazzo | Year Posted 2016
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