Baby Bee’s Christmas
The hive was
snug from the lid to the base.
The entrance
was wide open for Santa, (just in case).
All the
cracks had been sealed to shut out the cold.
Baby Bee was
sleeping and good as gold.
The queen
had inspected each and every frame,
Then she
lined up her children and addressed them by name.
The youngest
ones she checked closely and their noses she wiped.
“Is everything
ready for Christmas?” she piped.
“If the
decorations are finished, leave on a small light.
Santa Bee
will be arriving sometime tonight.”
She ordered a
plate of honey and pollen so Santa could be fed.
Then she
hugged all her babies and tucked them in bed.
All were
sleeping soundly when they heard such a clatter.
Santa Bee
had arrived in the midst of a swarm.
His cheeks
were all red and he looked very warm.
Dispensing
gifts from his sleigh as he raced through the hive,
He was
interrupted by a question, “Mr. Santa, can I drive?”
The other
bees were shocked that Baby Bee would ask.
Santa Bee
chuckled and let her help with his task.
All around
the world this magical swarm flew.
Bringing sweet
gifts to everyone they knew.
As they left
each hive and while they were still in sight,
Baby Bee
would shout, “Merry Christmas to all, and to all a good night!”
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