The Legend of St.Ambrose

Father laid
Him down to sleep
To rest and sway
In dreams so deep
The swarm came down
On the child's head
Sleep in peace
They're not a threat
The bees foretold
Their honey sweet
With a saintly tongue
The world he'll treat
Heaven's blessing
For the infant boy
The swarm takes off
Souls fill with joy
The honey drop
Foreshadowing
The bees are gone
Without a sting



Credits
Writer(s): Marcel P.
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