When I was meandering in my Lawn,

I witnessed the romance of Bee and flower in the early hour of dawn.
Flower was craving for bee like someone craving for their long lost souls.

When Bee came and kissed the flower with gentle touch,
It seems like dew of water quenches the thirst of parched Dutch.

Flower seduced the bee with her enchanted beauty,
While Bee did his duty by taking pollen and creating nectar from flower and flourish on to travel flower to flower to reproduce new lives.

The scenic ambiance of the place was so sacred,
It seems like everything in the nature was so elated.