#octpowrimo
The bee moved into his new home
welcomed by the queen
the drones guided him through the garden
the largest that he’d seen
And while he collected the nectar
pollen went high in the air
falling down on the flowers
as he flew without care
and the Trees they moved their branches,
as if there was a need
that next year’s flowers would be plenty
grown from the fallen seed
The gardener covered the seeds up
in hope fresh colour they’d bring
attracting the birds and the bees back
sometime in the Spring
The Inkwell 