A bee
buzzed at my window,
‘Let me in!’ said the bee.
‘Why do you want to come indoors?’
I asked,
‘There are no flowers in here,
the outside is yours.’
The bee replied, as only bees can,
‘I want to go,
where I never have been,
to gather information,
to instruct the Queen,
on all that there is,
and all that is done –
and, to be honest,
twenty-four seven,
hour after hour,
buzzing from flower to flower to flower,
is not my idea of fun.
To take some time off
from gathering food,
keeps a bee hungry,
stops a bad mood;
and inside your house
looks a place I should go…
and it’s getting quite cold,
and it’s starting to snow.’
Graeme Sandford 