The fuzzy Bee
Does the fuzzy bee know As she drinks the sweet nectar Mother Earth has provided That she carries the weight of the world On her delicate wings Does she know without her kind We humans would perish Taking her and all others with us Into the black hole of nothing Without a thought for the fuzzy bee Does she know she is the regal Queen On which all others depend As she carries the pollen of life Upon her tiny legs Without a care We need the fuzzy bee But she doesn’t need us She would thrive if we were gone Taking the poison we spray on her food And leaving her alone We need the fuzzy bee To thrive and survive To nurture and heal This wounded land we call home We should be kinder to the fuzzy bee Bio: Lifelong preservationist, environmentalist and animal advocate. Published writer, blogger and poet. I write poetry for fun and investigative articles to educate and motivate people into action. My travels and passion to make the world a better place inspires my writing. I’m an avid photographer and hiker who calls the east coast home with my rescue kitties.