My Best Poem Yet

My Best Poem Yet Of knowledge found a wealth and beehive Exuding forth that wanted to remain alive Buzzing around and sweet honey bringing And at all was loved more than anything. Honey like flowers should always flourish Satisfying hunger and us all will nourish Like things we enjoy are supposed to do Was more than we possibly ever knew. Seek sweet honey we like with much vigor Thoughts and ideas become much bigger Do eat honey with dinner or in dessert Great things happen and a growth spurt. James Horn Thought it was great myself but I am very prejudice and predictable of course.