The all important BEE!

The Bee

The bee, with all its work,

Finds time to smell the flowers.

Extracting all it needs for life,

As it visits each blossom,

hour after hour.

The stately hollyhock its friend,

With rich hues of pink and white;

Attracting all the little bees,

Until the fall of night.

I wonder, does their work produce,

A feeling of bee satisfaction?

Does it give the bee its life's fulfillment,

Drawn from hours of buzzing action?

Is the honey that it produces

From its life's work its reward?

Or is it just a little gift,

Left for us

By the workings of the Lord?