The black bee
Every morning I see
Flying in to stand on bamboo pole
Spread its wings ever ready to fly
Once it senses danger around
It will take off in quick flight
Its sensors must be highly tuned in
Ever ready to escape
Today I don't see
The black bee returning
Maybe it has found a new place
To sit and spread its wings
Maybe it is afraid of the birds
Flying in to steal seeds or nectar
So it wants to stay safe and live
The black bee
Live free like the wind
Fly in fly out as it pleases
Without rules or SOP
Only worry about predators
Today as I look at the bamboo pole
The black bee hasn't returned
Maybe it has found a new place
To sit and spread its wings
Living its way as it pleases
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