
A bumble bee, a yellow flower,
A perfect match, a perfect hour.
The bee, so busy, so industrious,
Sucking nectar from the flower’s bosom.
The flower, so still, so content,
Enjoying the bee’s gentle scent.
A perfect moment, a perfect day,
A reminder of nature’s way.
That even in the midst of chaos,
There is always beauty to be found.
A bee, a flower, a perfect match,
A reminder that life is good.
Guchi.