The Flower and the Bee

Once there was a dreary flower

Weary and sad without the power


To face others around the pond

Who constantly looked at it with a scorn


No bee ever came near the flower

All thought its nectar to be sour


It just stood there all alone.

From the world as if torn


Until one day came a handsome bee

The sadness in its eyes he did not see


He came straight for its nectar

As his eyes sparked with cheer and laughter


Overjoyed the flower bloomed

All its surroundings got perfumed

‘I love this nectar’ announced the bee

It’s no doubt the sweetest that can ever be


Everyone was surprised to see

How the flower bloomed with the bee


Their love grew to a great height

They were together all day and night



Then came a stormy night

The hail took the bee down after a tough fight


A valiant soldier, how he fought

To be by his love, with whom he had tied the knot


His last words alone lingered above

‘Until we meet again my love!’

The winds carried his words to the flower

Who was struck by horror


Reminded of the storm before

That had brought the first teary outpour


Grief will heal in time

Everyone was kind


But only the flower knew

What was really true


Slowly it withered and tried

To go on living, without pride


Without its beloved by its side

Until the day of passing arrived


Breathing a sigh of relief came it’s last words,

‘alas we meet again mylove!’

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