Where are the Bees?
Three years ago I planted a little nectarine tree
Which flowered in the spring and was beautiful to see.
It bore four nectarines – just perfect for me!
But I waited too long to pluck them off the tree;
The nectarines were gone, the birds had been there first,
And I was quite left out as they feasted on the fruit.
Since then the bees have vanished from the scene!
The next two years brought flowers but no fruit
Which portends a time of famine and starvation;
Our land, in days gone by a land of plenty,
Could now become a place of want and apportionment
Unless the situation can be healed.