Beneath the sun’s warm, tender rays,
They flutter in a golden haze,
With wings that glisten, pure and bright,
They dance from dawn till twilight’s light.

Amongst the flowers, they find their grace,
Each bloom a treasure, a sacred place,
With gentle hums, they sing their song,
In nature’s choir, they do belong.

Their journey’s path, a winding trail,
Through fields and forests, they prevail,
With tireless hearts, they work and thrive,
Ensuring life, they keep alive.

Oh bees, your dance, a timeless art,
With every beat, you touch the heart,
In harmony with earth and sky,
You teach us all to soar and fly.