Bees in blooms, buzzing and swirling the sunshine,
As meadow creams, reds, fushias and oranges attract,
Beneath wild lapis blue skies, with coconut clouds.
Honeybees are on the wing, buzzing their lives away!
Nearby, forest green trees appear to touch the skies.
Crimson songbirds sing, then wander like butterflies.
Bees on blooms! In the overcrowded house of beauty,
As magic is wrought from nature's exotic perfumery!
Bees in midair! For joy is at the end of the line,
Before a berry sunset ends the afternoon activities.
......
To be young and in love; Ah the feel!
Makes you glow from the inside, helps you heal
THIS. This is what the mainstream media has said
I’m not naive. I never let it get to my head
There I was; a happy little bee; buzzing at life
Perfectly content with me, myself and I
And one day, a ‘HI’ popped up that changed my life
Little did I know, that ‘HI’ would leave this bee mesmerized
......
bright birds and bees play
while in green mansions I lounge
in the flower days
Found from Mexican forests, to Southern Brazil,
The jeweled honeyless bees are very sweet still,
In colors blue, purple, red, gold or a mixture,
Their glossy bodies among the greenery a fixture.
Instead of honey, the male makes fine fragrancy,
And in place of a beehive, is a fancy perfumery,
So as to fascinate his beautiful female intended,
Like the smoky vibrancy of sky when day has ended!
......
Bees in blooms, buzzing and swirling the sunshine,
As meadow creams, reds, fushias and oranges attract,
Beneath wild lapis blue skies, with coconut clouds.
Honeybees are on the wing, buzzing their lives away!
Nearby, forest green trees appear to touch the skies.
Crimson songbirds sing, then wander like butterflies.
Bees on blooms! In the overcrowded house of beauty,
As magic is wrought from nature's exotic perfumery!
Bees in midair! For joy is at the end of the line,
Before a berry sunset ends the afternoon activities.
......
Found from Mexican forests, to Southern Brazil,
The jeweled honeyless bees are very sweet still,
In colors blue, purple, red, gold or a mixture,
Their glossy bodies among the greenery a fixture.
Instead of honey, the male makes fine fragrancy,
And in place of a beehive, is a fancy perfumery,
So as to fascinate his beautiful female intended,
Like the smoky vibrancy of sky when day has ended!
......
bright birds and bees play
while in green mansions I lounge
in the flower days
To be young and in love; Ah the feel!
Makes you glow from the inside, helps you heal
THIS. This is what the mainstream media has said
I’m not naive. I never let it get to my head
There I was; a happy little bee; buzzing at life
Perfectly content with me, myself and I
And one day, a ‘HI’ popped up that changed my life
Little did I know, that ‘HI’ would leave this bee mesmerized
......