The bee hive,
a miracle of strive,
unsurpassed hardwork sublimed,
excellent paradigm live.
Buzzing bees,
dance, hum, ruffle with ease,
gather pollen, drink sap,
fly high, wings flap in breeze.
Amber juice,
the sweet fruit of
produce,
distilled, luscious , pure,
flavour of demure exudes.
The bees thrive,
in adverse conditions survive,
their abode - the
protector,
honey collector, the bee hive.
Rannaicheacht
Ghairid (ron-a'yach cha'r-rid): Irish poetry form having quatrain stanzas with
uneven lines. The first line has three syllables, the other three have seven.
The stanza rhymes a a b a, with a cross-rhyme between three and four and the
opening word or phrase or line is also included at the end (to end where it
began)
A
x a
x
x x x x x a
x
x x x x x b
x
x b x x x A





