flowers and bees

I am a creature of the dark
 
Though I do not bite and bark,
 
Just observing from the shadows
 
All the flowers in the meadows,
 
In particular I see one
 
Standing out reaching the sun,
 
Stem so green with petals white
 
All around are bees inflight,
 
Oh that pollen must taste sweet
 
If those bees for it compete,
 
Wish I was one of those bees
 
So that nectar I would squeeze.