The bee family - A tale for sleepy children

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Tale text:
In a garden bright with blooms,
Lived a bee family, in a hive so divine.
Buzzing 'round flowers, gathering nectar sweet,
They were the busiest bees you could ever meet.
Papa Bee, strong and wise, led the hive each day,
Guiding his little ones along the flowery way.
Mama Bee, with gentle grace, tended to their home,
Keeping it cozy, even when the winds would roam.
Little Buzz, the youngest, was a curious lad,
Always buzzing about, making others glad.
Sister Buzzella, with wings as swift as the breeze,
Helped gather pollen with her gentle expertise.
Together they worked, from dawn till the eve,
Amongst petals of pink, purple, and gold they'd weave.
Their honey was rich, a treasure so sweet,
Shared with all in the garden, a delicious treat.
But one day, a storm brewed dark in the sky,
With thunderous roars that made the flowers shy.
Papa Bee gathered his family close and tight,
"We must find shelter before the storm's full might!"
Through rain and wind, they flew with all their might,
Seeking refuge in a hollow, snug and tight.
Mama Bee hushed them with a calming hum,
As lightning flashed and thunder did drum.
In the safety of their shelter, they waited out the storm,
Their hearts beating steady, keeping each other warm.
When the sun emerged, casting golden light so bright,
They emerged from their hiding, a triumphant sight.
Back to their garden, so fresh and so fair,
They found flowers blooming, beyond compare.
With grateful hearts and wings full of grace,
They resumed their dance, in this flowery place.
So remember this tale of the bee family so dear,
Who faced storms together, without any fear.
In gardens of life, where challenges may be,
With love and courage, we'll always be free.