Humble Bee Two

Humble bee two
High and thriving
Full of flight.
Full of vigor.

He brings might.
The strongest bee,
Hither to thee.
When you see
The humble bee

Count to 3
He visits the weary
Those unknown.
The path of the
Insect.
Well beknown

The kind of bee
That visits me.
Will visit you,
Just wait and see.

He travels through
The sun.
Always by land.
Meets many flowers
Despises the sand.

Flowers smile gently
In the wind. Waiting
For his presence
To bloom from within.

Such a beautiful sight
You see.
Nature captures the
Essence of beauty
The humble bee.

Catch a glimpse
Of his buzzing.
And you will know me
The humble bee
Will set thee free.
-Briana Jaramillo