The Bee sat upon the Flower
for just under an hour,
which was longer than usual, by far;
The Bee sang a song,
the Flower sang along,
(she joined in the chorus, ‘La la!’)
.
When the Bee flew away,
it was a much duller day,
thought the Flower, with a sigh and a tear;
‘but Bees must buzz on,
and the memory’s not gone’,
thought the Flower,
‘and the song was so lovely to hear.’
.
Then she sang the chorus
of that song once again,
much quieter than before,
and she sang it to all those that passed
in the Sun and the rain,
it could softly be heard
all day long, until night fell at last.
‘La la,
la la,
la la…’
Graeme Sandford 