New Buds of Spring
I am a big fuzzy bumblebee buzzing
in my garden among the new buds of Spring
There is a woman that tends my garden
and she delights in the smells of the sweetest things
She tends my garden so carefully
but it is sad that for me she has only fear
You see when I am buzzing among the flowers
she doesn’t come anywhere near
Her little boy is her only child
and they live at the farm by the creek
Alone he is with no other children
to play games of hide and seek
His father keeps bees in a box
to pollinate his fields and for their honey
The boy plays his games with the honeybees
and he thinks it’s so funny
Sometimes he torments them
throws rocks at their house
Then they chase him all around
in a game of cat and mouse
The honeybees are always around him
so he learns to calm his fear
Even though he is stung many times
he never sheds a tear
Once a Queen of the honeybees flew away from the box
to find a new place to nest
She came into the boy’s house
and found a good place to rest
Her workers followed
and they built her a new home
In the wall next to the bed where the boy slept
so he would not have far to roam
Every night the boy went to sleep
with the sound of buzzing bees in his ears
It was a big buzzing sound
that came through his wall in those years
One fine Spring day
the boy came into my garden where I buzz
He called out to me… “Ho there big bumblebee
will you let me play with your fuzz?”
When I alighted on an unfolding blossom
he came close and studied me with his big eyes
Then he reached out and touched me
please believe me for I tell you no lies
I was already so full of nectar
and heavy with pollen that I could not play
But his finger was so gentle
as he stroked my fuzzy back on the flower where I lay
From then on the boy greeted me
each new Spring with his gentle touch
But as the boy grew older new emotions
began to stir in him so much
And as he became a young man he realized new feelings
and that there was something amiss
For you see this young man never met a young lady
with whom he could share a sweet kiss
His parents left the farm and took him to the city
where he could make friends his own age
The next Spring he was gone and I was so sad
but I did not fall into a rage
For I knew he missed his buzzing friends on the farm
where he left them with his old toys
He went to live in the city
where surely he would find new joys
There he became like me, a bumblebee buzzing
in a garden among the new buds of Spring
He searched for the most precious new bud in the garden
hoping to find the one sweetest thing
And when he found that one perfect new bud
he knew exactly what to say…
“You are the most beautiful new bud of Spring
that this bee has seen today
And as I watch you unfurl your fresh new blossom
there is nothing I will miss
If you will only allow me to alight on your petals
and share with you a sweet kiss”
