Then God Created The Bee

After God did His seven-day thing He knew that He had something else Something that He had to create It had to be extremely cute Maybe friendly to lesser creatures Also, it had to be a great worker All the life He created had to depend on it So, He sat back and thought but it didn’t Him long He waved His hand and smiled A bright orange and black bee flew from Heaven On its first day, it found every flower God had created And on that day life truly began on Earth © Poem – XXIII/IX/MMXXIV LRET