Buzzing bees flying high in the sky.

These insects need a hand,

 or should I say a stinger. 

They’re so bright and won’t give you a fright.

 Bee flying through the sky like a hummingbird bright. 

 

The bees played hide and seek with the flowers,

 as they buzzed from one to another. 

“Look,” the bee is tapping at my screen,

 buzzing, bumping, sounding mean.

 Bouncing, pushing, acting wired, 

with no thought of getting tired.