Uploaded on May 24, 2012

Bees over the gooseberry bushes,
Bees with golden thighs
Climbing out of pale flowers
(Bees singing to you for a long while,
You sitting quite still,
Holding the sun in your lap),
Bees, take care!
You may catch fire in the sun,
If you venture so high in the blue air.

—Lola Ridge
Favorite Poems Old and New
edited by Helen Ferris


05.34.2024: I love watching the bees.