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Bee-Real As I flew up, into the air, I looked back one last time at the hive. All the bees were standing there. Some were happy and proud to see me go; some were still crying. As they held handkerchiefs up against their noses, I saw the twinkle in their eyes, was the sunshine reflecting; They truly did pull at my heart strings. But this was no time to bee questioning my decision. There is a whole world out there! And I don’t know what I could bee missing! So onward good friend, up, up and away! My radio-wave-head thinks today is going to bee a glorious day! As the hive became smaller, as it grew further into the distance, I regained my focus; let the adventure commence! So forwards I flew, over places I have known. There were still faces I recognized below And there were still places I wished I could go; But there was no time, because time flies! And so did I; further into the sky. I could see the ant hill, swarming with an army of friends. The days of war between our people were over And I hope they will never return again. A couple of ants flew up to have a chat and say goodbye. They told me I was the talk of the town And wished me luck, but they had to fly. So off they went, back down to reality; I was still gliding along on a possibility. What could bee out there? What will I see? I couldn’t believe I was finally fulfilling my dream. For so long now I had been thinking about going someday, While all the other workers were out drinking And only interested in pay. I saw a better future, where the amount you owned did not matter, Because there was enough for everybody and endless laughter. All quarrels were temporary, no lasting family feuds. I still dream of a time, when I fly home to you; But now I can see the border approaching. This is it! It is finally happening! So close to freedom, so full of fear, But I am an aeronautical engineer and a space pioneer. The past is behind me and it will still bee there when I return; Today is a present, the future calls me, Time to let my engines burn! Faster and faster, I fly only forward! No looking back now, as I travel through the air waves. I have never been so excited! I had never imagined there could bee a way, To smash through the sound barrier! I broke the speed of light! I have passed through the boundaries of what was my old life And now I am becoming a stand-alone bee!!!!... Hello chum. I quickly turned around to see. What are you doing here!? I said in amazement. Didn’t think I’d let you do this all by yourself did you? You know you’ve always been my favourite, but you ain’t the bravest. We’ve been friends since you were a nipper And your girlfriend sent me along to keep you safe; ok skipper? So, where are we heading? Anywhere nice? What girlfriend!? What are you talking about!? This is my journey! My life! I travel alone, as one bee leaving home! Not a bee and his mate, Having a look around and then gone when it gets late. I don’t know about that buddy, I just do as I’m told. Well I’m telling you, go! Leave me alone! This is my adventure, I cannot worry about you. There really is no need for you to come along too. Oh it’s not a problem pal; I ain’t got nothing better to do And it looks like a laugh, doesn’t it. So; what you up to? Oh bother!…Humble said with a shake of his head. Did you not listen to a word I have said? Go home, I don’t need protection; I’m a unique bee! And with that I flew into a hole in a tree… As I came back out with a nonchalant attitude, He simply said you should watch out for those little dude. Look where you’re going and that; They sneak up on you, them holes in trees. Never see ‘em until you crash into ‘em; know what I mean? I just wanted to check I hadn’t left anything that could go rotten! And that there was nothing in there that I had forgotten. It’s my tree of things, you know, in case I, er, ever need anything. Of course it is flower-power…can’t have enough trees. And so, with that, my solo flight became a tandem. He flew alongside me for a while, But eventually I managed to ditch him. There was a scout one day; we met him by a stream. He told us the wife had given orders, For Bee-Real to return to his Queen. (C)2017 Aa Harvey. All Rights Reserved.
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