Sunflower
The sun creates life in the riches of flowers
They blossom with beauty at the maximum hours.
Small yellow petals surrounding the golden nectar.
Turned into honey by a worker bee, the Queen's protector
For the bear is aware of these sweet treats
She climbs to the hive, unexpectedly she meets..
The Queen's army.. waiting for her arrival
They offer a gift, important to their survival.
Sunflower seeds, neatly in a mound
They ask the bear to plant them not far underground.
She did as she was asked
for it was not a hard task.
The sun came and gone
and it did not take long.
The sunflowers grew tall
and none were left small.
The bees thanked the bear with a great pale of honey
for nature's gifts are worth much more than money.
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