Honey Bee

HONEY BEE

“It is a tiny little One lives together
in a comb Can fly little Making rhyming sound  
It will find flowers Bloomed fresh
With trace of sweet Honey  
It secures the honey trace by trace itself
And files down to its honey comb,
A hanging on a branch of tree
At a high place  
It is busy always living
Together in a honey comb
Honey drops are stored well
For nice use  
One full moon day
All the bees used to make
The selves empty And make filling again  
Honey is of very special Quality
As Egyptians used to preserve
Human body dead in pyramid
Giving coating with honey  
It is just a wonder a few
Thousand years ago
They have done this
Tiny little’s a big thing‘’          
-Ayyan-                     9710