The Honey Bee
The springtime sunrays shined on the wood
From wild flowers drifted the sweet scent
The branch of the rejuvenated trees would
Try to grow high hearing the call the sky sent.
Sensing the scintillating smell the busy bee
Flew enticed from somewhere to the scene
Sucked the flower nectar as swift it could be
Within its hidden ware made honey not seen.
The alluring branch of a tree came in sight
Swaying in slow rhythm with the rising mist
On its caring cradle the bee saw the best site
To build a hive that would later be missed.
As surging storm swept across the sky blue
By the tearing thunder the tree got rapped
The hive full of honey broke as the gale blew
Succulent splinters the sodden soil wrapped.
Rain-rinsed flowers flashed in the morning
Under sunburst sparkling sky in dawn new
Splashed honey sent the bee into mourning
But that was how nectar returned it knew.
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October 8, 2022
Contest : Homophone Rhyme
Sponsored by : Hat Bueckert
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