Ready for pollination
Came the call from the plants
But the climate patterns
Caused the bees to delay
So much for grapes and clovers
Blueberries and so much more
As the ranges ebb and taper
A place for a hive
Is hard to find
The sun is setting
Setting hard upon the land
The work of the earth
Your burden
Your duty
Calls for you
Excellent bee

 

Aureolin flyer
Your friends are also in trouble
The other pollinators
Flies and butterflies
Are fading from the universe
Our little world
Seems to be overheating
A trillion lamentations
Can be heard
In the beauty of existence
Nothing can replace
Each landing on a flower
With an expert caress
Gathering pollen
On the precipice of forever
You ride the open perennial petals