
She penned these poems for me and I had to share them.
BEES
Bees live in hives
in each hive there are more then 50005.
Sometimes they are cute
and much small then a ute.
Little worker bees
I feel sorry for their poor knees,
working out their wings
flying and seeing all sorts of things.
You might have seen them before
flying in packs of 5 or more.
The Queen is so fat she wears a hat -
her crown ...
My honey label is `Ora` which is the Maori word for pure, here is her 2nd poem ..
Ora honey is so yummy
it feels warm in my tummy
Have it on toast
I always eat the most
Sweeten up your roast
with a little Ora honey
1 comment:
Those are wonderful poems! Aren't you a lucky grandmother.
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