Mrs Bumble Bee

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Poetry  |  House: The Imaginarium
A short poem about isolation and the need for company in these strange times of lockdown.

Submitted: March 25, 2020

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Today I saw a Bumble Bee, just Bumbling on her way.

Too busy smelling flowers to give me the time of day.

“Hello Mrs Bumble,” said I, as she sat to rest her wings,

And so we talked of pretty colours and other special things.

“I’ve come here many times,” she said, “but only now you speak.”

I apologised, and so I should, for company now I seek.

Accepting my apology, for reasons only she would know,

She gave me a proposition that set my heart aglow.  

“Leave me many flowers bright with scent so sweet and strong,

And I’ll come and talk and sing to you all the summer long.”

When my isolation’s over, and once again I’m free,

I’ll make sure there are always flowers for Mrs Bumble Bee.  


© Copyright 2020 Kevin Broughton. All rights reserved.

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