Beehive man
The son had the idea to go into honey production.
The dad said: ‘I will help you, son’.
He had one of the biggest trees on his property cut down.
Some strong men sawed the trunk into big half cylinders
that would become the home for the beehives.
Then one old man was called to do the more delicate job of carving the half cylinders.
He must be in his seventies.
What he has lost in pure, raw strength,
he has gained in knowledge of the wood and wisdom of chiselling...
Will the bees ever know?
How sweet will the honey taste?
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