Bumblebee Vision I looked a bumblebee right in the eye Right in the eye Has that ever happened to you? Eye to eye with a bumble Lost in the blackness Praying not to fumble Tiny black legs hanging Hanging under its hairy body A helicopter hovering A marvellous site to see A wrong move now Could yield me pain So I hold the bumble stare Hoping not to wain Sweat beads forming in my forehead crease I freeze, tensing my muscles Will this moment ever cease? I am bee locked Frozen in position Take a swing or turn and run What is my disposition? Fear locked and awe struck By a not even inch sized bee It’s only protecting itself Protecting itself from me Then something happens I think about sweet honey, and pollination I think of humble, bumble and honey bees Hovering around our nation Working all day collecting Storing, saving, pollinating Providing sweetness to the world To anyone with a natural sweet craving But one quick jab from bee boy I could get a lump, or anaphylaxis Cellulitis