It had the nicest smelling flowers in the world
So felt the bee
She would come daily to sip nectar from them
She had never seen him tending to the plants
He would leave just before she was due to visit so that she may  have her fill at peace
But one day the bee catchers came
And he rushed to shoo her off so that she is saved
He caught her in his palm right from the flower she was sitting on
In fright, she stung him
Her venom was poisonous, he knew
Lying on the ground he still had inside his palm held
Until everyone was gone
Opening his bruised palm, he said
You are safe my little one
Sip as much as you may
For this is your's
I am just your keeper
And closed his eyes