In fields where wildflowers bloom and sway,
The bees hum softly through the day.
Their golden bodies, a flash of light,
Dance in rhythm, a mesmerizing sight.
From flower to flower, they glide with grace,
Gathering nectar, each in its place.
With tiny wings, they choreograph,
A symphony of natureâs craft.
Through sunlit air and morning dew,
Their diligent work brings life anew.
In the hive, they share the sweet delight,
Of honeyed gold that glows so bright.
Oh bees, your world so small yet grand,
You teach us all to understand,
The beauty in each tiny deed,
The harmony in nature’s creed.