Birds and the Bees

I wake at dawn - they sing prominently The air they breathe - I too breathe Flying they cease to chirp at times Listening tuned to the buzzing in my ear I see beauty in red the cardinal And the robins belly special too chirping I hear Blue skies - blue beauteous hues Blue jays in natures nest too the blues The bees wow swarm near flowers Parfume the odor I adore and more The scents become me - I believe Yet the bee stings - the bird sings Everybody love what one sees Then whats the point I see never The story behind the birds and the bees.