The Unnecessary Guest
The Rufous Hummingbird hovered before the purple foxglove, drawn by color and promise. He wasn’t invited, but nectar rarely says no.
He dipped his bill, took a sip, and left, pleased with himself, as if he’d just done something useful.
The foxglove didn’t mind. She was waiting for bees, the dependable sort who show up covered in pollen and purpose.
The hummingbird, meanwhile, was already off to his next appointment with admiration.
Moral: Not every visitor helps, but some look good doing it.
Couplet:
He came for nectar, not for need,
A thief of sweetness, not of seed.
Epilogue:
Nature makes no moral judgments. The flower gets attention, the bird gets fed, and both pretend it was meant to be.
It wasn't
The Unnecessary Guest
The Rufous Hummingbird hovered before the purple foxglove, drawn by color and promise. He wasn’t invited, but nectar rarely says no.
He dipped his bill, took a sip, and left, pleased with himself, as if he’d just done something useful.
The foxglove didn’t mind. She was waiting for bees, the dependable sort who show up covered in pollen and purpose.
The hummingbird, meanwhile, was already off to his next appointment with admiration.
Moral: Not every visitor helps, but some look good doing it.
Couplet:
He came for nectar, not for need,
A thief of sweetness, not of seed.
Epilogue:
Nature makes no moral judgments. The flower gets attention, the bird gets fed, and both pretend it was meant to be.
It wasn't