Busy Bee

"Smiling" princess, busy bee
Aflutter with her tasks
The Passerby noticed her cry
And, "My dear, what's wrong?" he asks

"I feel as though the world swalled me whole
In one clean treacherous gulp!
All of these tasks, and wearing these masks,
Why, I'm beaten near to a pulp!"

Passerby heaved a sigh, and looked her in the eye
Then gently tipped her chin
Quoth he, "Busy Bee, though it is hard to see,
You're far from being done in"

Hard pressed to be jolly and dismiss her follies
She was set in the mode of "Poor Me"
So with her arms tightly folded and her anger mask moulded
She started off quick, 1,2,3.

But as she neared 4, Passerby still implored
And quoth he "There's only one thing I must know."
"Oh what?!?" She demanded, her features still sanded
In the likes of a cold December snow

And quoth the Passerby "What I'm asking, dont lie,
Is how do you feel right now.
Under masks, behind tasks, in the depths of your heart.
Really. How are you feeling right now?"

And deep down past her flitty obsessings with self pity
Beyond all the drama she'd felt
She found herself smiling, and found all the whiling
She wasn't that bad off herself

So with a grin and half cry, she said to Passerby
"Really....I'm feeling quite lovely right now."
Passerby tipped his hat, and quoth he, just like that
"Busy Bee, it is always right now."

Busy Bee by C August 2, 2004