Pollen Farmers Poem by sylvia spencer

They call him busy, that industrious bee.
when he goes on a pollen hunting spree.
He sounds so contented making that humming
sound, so please don't disturb him when he
is found. Just sit and watch as he works away
gathering pollen, in his own little way.
There is a hole in the outside wall and I know
he lives there because the holes quite small,
and he always seem to go there when he's had
a ball.
This little creature The Pollen Farmer, you should
see him he is just a garden charmer. Some people
when they see him cry out in alarm, but truthfully folks
they won't do you any harm. All he wants is the nectar
that's within the flower and he doesn't care if it's sweet
or sour.Encourage him to be your loyal fan by growing
old fashioned flowers wherever you can.
If the nectar's rich like foxgloves and sweet peas
then they will clock in on overtime these Pollen
Farming Bees.