i happen upon a bedroom for bees
a velvet petalled boudoir
‘neath omniscient trees
canopies aquiver in a
lavender scented breeze
.
Bombus impatiens
rests with striped acquaintance
to sip at dappled dew
spiracles gasping
pollened feet askew
.
so quaint this gleeful garden scene
to lull a child
as if in dream
so rest your barb, your lancet sting
poised pollinator…
only honey bring!