06/01/2024
I ran out of gas on the way home today.
As it was losing power, I was able to pull over to the side of the road, where I cracked open the windows so it wouldn’t get too hot.
A moment later a bee flew in my car window,
and landed on the steering wheel.
“Hi,” said the bee in his squeaky little bee voice.
“Are you out of gas?” he asked.
Stunned by the bee’s concern for a moment,
I stumbled my response: “yes, it seems so…”
“Give me a minute,” said the bee.
And, he flew away.
A few minutes later the bee returned with the entire hive of bees, and they all flew into my gas tank.
Moments later they emerged.
“Try it now,” said one of the passing bees.
Again, a little stunned by the bee’s kindness,
I gave it a try, and the car started…!!
I then asked one of the bees as it flew by,
“Wow, what did you put in the tank.”
𝐁𝐏, 𝐨𝐟 𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐫𝐬𝐞…
