Beneath the sun’s warm, golden gleam,
A dance of life, a buzzing dream,
The bees embark on endless flight,
In fields of bloom, from morn till night.

With wings that hum a gentle tune,
They kiss each flower, sweet perfume,
A labor of love, a sacred quest,
To build and thrive, to never rest.

In hives of honey, amber gold,
Stories of nature’s wealth unfold,
A symphony of life and light,
In every drop, the day and night.

So may we learn from these small friends,
The value of each life extends,
In unity, in tireless grace,
The bees, the flowers, a warm embrace.