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!