House Of Bees

Bee’s are flying in our house

They buzz and buzz

But can’t get out

The windows are closed

The sun is shining

Oh where will the poor bees go

They want to see

The flowers and trees outside

They want to dance and play once more

But here they are

Stuck in our house

Poor little bees, I’m sorry you can’t leave

Yongjing

^The Article of Nature^