Little Bee

The breeze carries me along My wings are nimble and flowing I get carried far and wide to find the perfect present Will what was there yesterday still be there today? I land on a nurturing flower.. a flower that can bring joy to many I'm working so hard and fill my little legs full of gold. The wind then carries me home again. I'm one of many but, my heart is full when I land home. I hope my little journey nurtures many.