Bee proud

Lucious blooms of every shade 

Nature as far as I can see

And this is all my doing

Oh, how wonderful it is to be a bee

My friends flutter gracefully

Down to accompany me

They land with grace, a smile on each face

Oh, how proud I am to be a bee

Then all the bees start to disappear

The flowers shrivel up and fade 

I am left to be a bee all by myself

How lonely I am, how afraid

I look up in anticipation

As one last bee flies my way

She touches down gently on my little blossom

And I know it’ll be okay

We look out towards the mountains 

To restore our home and succeed 

The future of the bees depends on us

Or the earth will continue to bleed.