Birds, creatures of majesty donning a feathery cloak

Free spirits, their reach spans as far as their scope

Creatures of insight—a bird’s-eye view

Soaring through skies, discovering all the world’s hues

Creatures of harmony, birds of humming and singing

Intelligent, spontaneous, coiners of the act of “winging”

Symbols of love and life—the birds and the bees

Winged beauties exposed to you and me

Bees, harborers of pollen for honey

Dancers, both vital in coordination and stunning

A sight sweet as honey, some buzz and bumble

A complex society, and yet so humble

Killers—hornets, wasps, all the like

Relentless, effective, quite the sight

Aids to flora, cultivators of flowers

Gaining the gift of flight from mysterious Powers

The pinnacle—the bee’s knees—at all hours

Monarchy, the majesty of the queen expels any doubters

Seen as a gift from times long ancient

Working diligently until their hives run vacant

Sticking to their role in the circle of life, where they’ve been stationed

Symbols of love and life—the birds and the bees

Living elegantly above and beyond the trees

And, despite being smitten with greed

They present their grace to you and me