Xanthous
Bees in the valley of plenty

The blossoms reign, cascade of scarlet
Upon the valley. Delicate silken petals
Will boast ethereal glow when starlit
And strike a pose as morning sunshine settles.
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Their golden treasure lies beneath the anther.
The early spring pollen sings a sweet serenade
And buzz, a whisper through the breeze will answer.
From over hills, across the valley bees parade.
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The queen, precious enigma, rules the hive,
Awaits the swarm collecting golden dues.
By afternoon, with full bounty they thrive,
The bees return and craft their gooey stews.
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They fill their home with velvet xanthous honey
From deepest of valleys, scarlet and sunny.
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Eloise Robertson
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