What am I? (Just for fun)

What Am I?

I’m snatched up
From the pile
Of hollow shells
Just like me.

My toes get warm
As I stand alone,
Next my belly,
Last my head.

I’m heavy now
With warm sweetness
A cap is twisted
On my head

We’re standing now
All in rows
Like soldiers
In formation

Heee heee,
That tickles!
A label is mashed
On my tummy.

I’ve filled many of these when I was a commercial beekeeper. I would tease my husband by giggling and pretending the honeybears were laughing when I put the labels on their tummies.

© 2011 by Janice D. Green