One lone honeybee, wings dancing in flight; circling <br />a small patch of clover with its senses all a buzz. <br />Signaling the distance and source of the precious sweet nectar, <br />it communicates with the colony, where the Queen snug in her hive, <br />anxiously awaits the news of such discovery and the new birth <br />of her many Drones. Outside the waxy walls of the kingdom; <br />Winter dies slowly as both the sound and scent of Spring arrive… <br /> <br />2008 © T Sheridan<br /><br />Ted Sheridan<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/a-pheromonal-reaction-to-the-blooming-pear-tree/
