You can always tell when
it will rain
The birds will go till
They feel no pain.
They tell us to be ready
The down -pour will be steady
Another of God’s creatures
Is the bumble bee
He sure can smell you see
He is always on my out-door screen Humming and Buzzing
A cacophony mean
When I am cooking
A steak inside
His senses are bona fide
If I give a bite to eat
He would sting me
and retreat.
They will find their own way
Everyday, come what may