I come carefully
Gingerly
My new mate beside me
Our arms and faces protected from the arrows of your stings
To tell of our astonished joy
To have found a love as rich and constant
As yours.
We come
Still dressed in our wedding garb
With a bit of cake,
Honeyed by your hive
So we may share with you the start of
Our life
With the sweetness you provide.
Oh Bees,
Pray, continue to be your industrious selves
Give your nectar, your honey
The goodness of your hive
And we will come, and tell to you,
Always.