'Oh Hello Bee', said the little bee
as it landed on the blue chicory flower.
'Oh Joy, how wonderful is this!
We have flowers this year,
after several seasons without reason
these herbs disappeared from here'.
'Previously, we counted the petals
to follow the time of day.
The numbers were different on each flower,
and some flowers would even close for a sleep.
This colour is so glorious.
Today there are only a few blooms
I will call tomorrow.
I think I will ask for a flower message,
so there is more we may come to know.
Fly on little bee', I said.