Your sweet like the honey that bees create,
Beautiful as the flower they pollinate
Your voice is like the cricket's of the night,
Charming and enchanting like the holy light
Your busy like a little worker bee,
Traveling flower-to-flower over seas
Always leaving behind a sense of joy,
Returning back home to you're little Bug Boy
Your confined like a cocoon,
Resting inside your little room
Awaiting the perfect time for people to see,
To emerge and spread your wings to be free
Your smart like the mantis's mind,
Ready to strike at anytime
Having them all on strings like a toy,
But true and loyal to you're one and only Bug Boy
Andrew Curtis Markey
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/bug-boy/
