n the land of green and gold,
Where the sun shines bright and bold,
There lived a little bee,
As busy as a little bee can be.
She flew from flower to flower,
Collecting nectar hour by hour,
Buzzing with all her might,
Until the stars came out at night.
The birds sang sweetly in the trees,
And the gentle breeze blew with ease,
The little bee worked away,
Making honey for a rainy day.
But one day the flowers disappeared,
And the little bee was very feared,
She searched high and low,
But no flowers did she know.
She talked to her friends the ants,
Who gave her a clever chance,
They showed her a secret place,
Where new flowers grew at a steady pace.
Now the little bee buzzed with glee,
And filled her hive with honey,
And all the other bees agreed,
That their little friend was one busy bee.
So remember little ones, just like the little bee,
Always work hard and be as busy as a bee can be,
And when things get tough and hard to find,
Just keep searching, and you'll soon find peace of mind.



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