Bees gather honey and take from each flower,
But Ted just liked jumping, hour upon hour,
Head of the Bees said, "What's this I hear,"
"Isn't Ted getting, any honey this year,"

"Send him to me," Head Bee said quite loud,
"We'll find out why, his heads in the clouds,"
Ted was recalled back to the hive,
"What's wrong with collecting, to keep us alive"

"Nothing " said Ted, "I'm busy you see,"
"Jumping on flowers, makes me feel free,"
"Free," roared Head bee with anger at last,
"You'll get no food, if that's been your past,"

"No food." said young Ted, "Yes!" said Head Bee,
"Bring me some honey, then you.ll get some  tea,"
Ted then flew out on a rose did alight,
And drank his of fill, to the roses delight.

Back to the hive, with the honey he had.
"That's better," said Head and called him 
"Good lad,"
Ted still remembers, his bouncing with fun,
Playing on flowers, all in the sun.
   
NATURE

Pansies, Cowslips, Daffodils too,
All dressed up, in their golden hue.
Buttercups, Bluebells, paint the fields,
These are flowers,  that nature yields.
Colours so bright, the prettiest seen,
See the hedgerow,covered with green.
.

Piglet, come and dance with me,
Oe'r the green-fields and the lea.
Over the meadows, near the brook,
See the flowers, turn to look.

Piglet, come and hear my song,
Merrily played, the whole day long.
Birds in treetops, sweetly sing,
Sounds that creatures, gently bring.

Piglet, we shall dance and play, 
And be merry, all the day.
Yes! By jingo! we shall stay,
All the merry month of May.
 

MY RED BALL

"Hey! Hey! there, Blackbird, can you see,
A large red ball in yonder tree!.
Threw it so high, it won't come down,
I've lost my ball and Mum will frown."

"Bouncing ball if you hear my plea,
Please come bouncing back to me,
So when I go home, my Mum will see,
The large red ball, is here with me."

ANT AT PLAY

The Ant sat down and thought one day, 
How he could learn,  to work and play.
Instead of working,  all day long,
At pulling, bits of twigs and hay.
He'd stop awhile, to gaze on high,
And see the sun, up in the sky.
Or sit upon a branch and sing,
Oh! That would be the life for him.
 
 
 

Jelly and Icecream, I know its for tea,
Where Teddy and Dolly are waiting for me.
Home I must go as fast as can be,
Where Teddy and Doll, are pleased to see me.

Luv a Duck

Timothy duck fell in love, that day,
Sitting on the pond in May.
The lady duck was so refined,
She smiled at him, dear Clemantine.

He'd move up close and with his beak,
He gently nudged, her downey cheek.
She nestled close, he felt quite proud,
And stretched his neck, to call aloud.

Their love they showed, for all to see,
Such nudging,  nestling as can be.
The Birds and Frogs, were quite aware,
These feelings of the feathery pair.

"Spring time is near," the birds sang out,
Frogs, all  agreed and hopped about.
And so the day came to a close,
And this is where I end my prose. 

GRASS HOPPER HARRY

Harry, the grass hopper, hopping around,
Fluttering over the grass, with each bound.
He hopped up so high, that he nearly flew,
Into a hungry,  Starlings bright view.
Harry the hopper, was lucky, you see,
He just missed being, the starlings tea.