Bumbling Bee

Bumbling bumble bee White, yellow and black Wings blurred as the garden resounds I hear you as you hum along To your own particular sound You create such ominous meaning And it's so easy to see you With your broad swaying back As you, from the blossoms are gleaning When you go steadily on I think you're impressive Just like a soldier Out on a mission As you pollinate flowers I know nature thanks you For all of your service Which you have been performing for hours upon hours But evening is coming So you best hurry home To rest your weary wings for the night For tomorrow morning You'll be flying again Bumbling from flower to flower As the sun will be shining so bright On you and your power