The flower and the bee

Hello my friend, little bee
Why, what’s up with you?
Why, so late this morning?
I was expecting you
That giant and cruel
Hornet ruined me for the
Pollen that I kept for you,
And what a miserable one am I....
Don’t be worried, here they are
Hidden deep inside, I kept for you
Oh, how much i am indebted to your
Generosity and sympathy,
shown to me.
Words I do not know
To say thank you....
My dear. 

-E. N. Jayaratne