the smoke lingers in the air
the lid I take off slow
sweet hum of gentle buzzing there
on the frames below
the sweet aroma of bees wax
of propolis pungency
soft talking makes the bees relax
as they buzz distrustfully
there walking across the frame
with attendants at her heel
the queen of all bees so tame
trying to conceal
on frames of new eggs uncapped
with pollen in great store
seal and capped the larvae trapped
a bee to transform once more
I have seen enough the stores are good
more smoke to quell their ire
replace the lid of cedar wood
and gracefully retire
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