no rest - only work it does.
Sucking of the nectar beads,
a firm part of its daily deeds.
Flying for five miles to three,
moving from one to another tree.
Some nectar may trickle or drip,
in dimming sunset it ends it's trip.
As the load in the combs release,
the workers do as the queen please.
The comb they make - busy bees,
in their buzz they remain at ease.
Prasenjit©2022
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