The Bee’s Knees

You’re the bee’s knees
You’re the pod’s peas

The Bees Knees

You’re the brook’s trout
You’re the bean’s sprout

You’re the forest’s trees
You’re the ocean’s breeze

You’re the whale’s fluke
You’re the moose’s toque

You’re the maple’s keys
You’re the snowflake’s freeze

You’re the bobcat’s meow
You’re the eagle’s eyebrow

IMG_5023 Meadow Bee

You’re the pizza’s cheese
You’re the pepper’s sneeze

You’re the grizzly’s growl
You’re the wolf pack’s howl

You’re the triangle’s threes
You’re the square’s equal degrees

You’re the circle’s infinity
You’re everything to me.

What I’m trying to say
In this roundabout way

IMG_5038 Bee on Sunflower

Is that you’re the bee’s knees.
Everyone agrees.

Or, I could say this instead
You’re the best thing since sliced bread.

~Poem by Morgan Wade Used with permission

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