Butterflies and Bumble Bees

I look at the Butterflies

I look at the bees

I wonder to myself

Where could they have all gone too

Where could they all bee

In Many Years past 

I would see them 

around the flowers bushes

Doing Bee and Butterfly works

All summer long

The Fruit would get Pollenated

The flowers make it to full bloom

To me It would tickle my senses

Oh how happy a nature Child 

Like me would be

Seeing the Butterfly Float

and the Bee with his sting

But Today I miss everything

No butterfly

No Bee with a sting

Pollinators our to pasture

Oh what could be the Matter

Could the Fruit of the earth

Be in the Balance

No Bees on Fruit

Does man become a ghost

IN his own town

No place to roam around

Will Science have the answer in time

Its a race to the end of time

Yours and mine

Pray to God

Give us a little more time