Sense Sonnet - Acher

 This Queen's Last Meeting

I was quite young when crowned their queen.

Their old queen then quite dead and gone.

And now I note my girls convene,

In natural phenomenon,

Since I am now quite old as well.

For me, my girls have labored long,

But now instincts in them compel

A change for which they are not wrong.

My girls bee meeting now to choose

The next young queen over the hive.

Then my girls will meet with me, who's

Their queen no longer left alive.

Surrounded by my girls I be,

And all abuzz as they eat me.