Shining in the bright and crisp light 
Plants flourished with no sense of danger 
However, he feared appearing in fright 
Caring for the area he looked like a stranger 
 
Toiling through the strenuous days in the factory 
His story shed tears to the mob of people 
Expressing his love for nature, away from the cannery 
The leafy fields created a quaint ripple 
 
Nevertheless, he felt like a perilous outsider 
The striped energetic honeybees called for him 
He wished to take himself into the rays, even wider 
Finally, he took his first step on the fragile grass on a whim 
 
Threading through the tremendous terrain 
He fleetingly flew farther and farther in fain