Busy, busy, busy bee And Other Poems

By Michael Craig

Busy, busy, busy bee

Busy, busy, busy, bee.
Buzzing by so busily.

Busy, busy, busy, bee.
Landing upon a flowering tree.

Busy, busy, busy, bee.
Nectar sweet is what he seeks.

Busy, busy, busy, bee.
Flying home so happily.

Busy, busy, busy, bee.
Honey sweet he makes for me.

Mother’s Grace

God gave her grace when she was born.
With Presence and beauty, she was adorned.
When she smiled her green, emerald eyes,
sparkled like stars in the night sky.
Dark as coal was her hair,
setting off a complexion so fair.
She walked in God’s shadow never to waver.
Strength or steel God gently gave her.
Never breaking a promise or uttering a four-letter word.
She never smoked nor drank, so true to her word.
In eternal slumber she now sleeps.
Waiting for the almighty she shall meet.
Her mortal body, her essence escapes,
accompanied by cherubs to the pearly gates.
Greetings and embraces along her way,
by loved ones and friends, passed away.
Hallelujah, God’s brought an angel forth.
To guide us along the righteous course.
No if and or buts about it,
Our guarding angel, no doubt about.
In our heart’s she will resonate,
until we are reunited at heaven’s gate.

Despicable Crimes

Animals domesticated for the good of man,
civil society can understand.
But despicable crimes are not exaggerated,
the treatment of animals that is tolerated.
Living a life in squalor and waste,
no animal should be condemned to this fate.
Disposed of when past their prime.
How can humans commit such a crime?
How can man not understand the plight,
these animals suffer?  There should be a ban. 
Such as dog fighting, animal hoarding and puppy mills,
a few of man’s actions that kills.
Animals are found in horrible conditions.
A problem that demands our legal system.
Some live in such a deplorable state,
their last days in fear and wait.
Crimes committed against the innocent,
faultless and guiltless they wait for deliverance.
Demanding Laws, harsher, must be made.
For animals who have constantly paid.

Michael Craig Lives in Las Vegas, Nevada, the Silver State, and has seen many unusual tourists at his place of employment.  His primary job is working in the Security Department for the Bureau of Reclamation (Hoover Dam). He writes poetry, children stories and has created several board and card games.