Five Busy Bees

Yay!

Nothing could be better than this day

Five busy bees we were

Scrubbing, sweeping, singing

 

The sunlight drifted into the room

as it did every morning

Filling the space with its brilliance

 

The dust motes swirling,

and the silver smoke writhing,

from the incense that burned  slowly on the stereo

 

The Queen, the strongest of us all

Shouted orders and chose the songs

That would move our bodies and spirits

 

Voices could be heard

Joining in from every room

Always in perfect harmony

 

Cleaning day was no chore

The hum of the hive

Took away its sting

 

Nothing could be better than this day

Five busy bees we were

Scrubbing, sweeping, singing

Reviews

[BLACK PRINCE]

I love the personification.
I love the refrain in the final stanza.