flowers whose sweetness

Is contained

an innocence that doth begin

the Bunble Bee comes closer to

an ardent admirer in a spin


round and a round

his wings afire

such dutifulness

he may never tire

collecting the nectar

unworldly one

spiritually,  feeling the sun


a revelation to

all nymphs and elfins

good and true

tasting all that honey comb

doing what they all must do


our reward

an emolument all can afford.





About Rex Tyler

I love animals. I enjoy writing poetry and delivering speeches.I like to mentor people who need help in preparing speeches and evaluations.I enjoy travel although it is much harder for me these days.I so enjoyed the Andes Mountains and Volcanoes and the Quichua people who live and thrive there.I have lots of friends around the world.
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