I have a little bee friend who visits me each day
He lands upon my glasses to make sure that I say, “HEY!”
I quickly greet and smile and run to get the sweet he likes
It’s a lid of cherry jam that keeps him busy while I type
I’m outside on the balcony, and my friend is here today.
It makes me feel so happy that he doesn’t fly away.
I only wish he had a little tag around his leg
So I would know for sure it’s him and not his brother Greg.