Honeybee, Honeybee, listen I say,
you're in my heart and my thoughts today.
Honeybee, Honeybee, you were just three,
a child full of love, you gave some to me.
A far away Dad you had of your own,
but you opened your heart, gave me a home.
We gathered together, your mom and you,
added some love, me and my children too.
Then came a day I started to hurt,
for my own two children, their Dad did desert.

Honeybee, Honeybee, you may not remember,
it was in July, August, September,
and through the long years I cried every day,
you lay by my side, kissed my tears away.
"But I love you Daddy," Honeybee said.
Without these words, I'd surely be dead.
When you first spoke them, they made me cry harder,
more love for my own in my heart I did harbor.
I wanted to hear these words from my two,
but they were silent, heartless, untrue.

It was a dark and moonless night,
when I grabbed my gun, walked out of sight,
determined to end the pain in my heart,
from this ugly earth I did want to depart.
Then Honeybee, Honeybee, you came to me,
entered my mind, my thoughts you see.
"But I love you Daddy," Honeybee said.
Your words touched my heart, and stopped me dead.

I learned to love you, that day it is true.
With each passing day, my small love grew.
I still cried in pain for many long years.
But you came to me, kissed all my tears.
"But I love you Daddy," Honeybee did smile
I held and hugged you, kissed you for awhile.
Then soon I was better, better you see,
whenever my Honeybee, came unto me.

You were just seven when I had to go,
for yet another pain, my heart did know.
To you and your Mom I could no longer do,
things that were wrong, dishonest, untrue.
You and your Mom had both entered my heart,
and rather than hurt you I chose to depart.
One night the truth to your Mom I did tell,
knowing she'd ask me to leave, knowing well.

The day that I left you started to cry.
To kiss your tears dry, I longed to try.
"But I love you Daddy," Honeybee screamed,
she cried and she sobbed, then later she dreamed.
I wanted to take you into my heart,
to hug you and hold you and we'd never part.
But I knew then, though I wanted to stay,
that I must go, far, far away.

Sweet Honeybee, Honeybee, I wish I could be,
all that your Mom and you wished to see,
but a leopard his spots, cannot change they say.
A leopard once born, a leopard must stay.
Some day the Lord will bid me, "Come home."
And there I shall wait for you all alone.
You and your Mom, you shall come to me,
and all of my faults, God shall fix you see.
"But I love you Daddy," Honeybee'll say.
We'll laugh, love and play, all through the day.

Honeybee, Honeybee, I cried today,
but you came to me in your own special way.
"But I love you Daddy," Honeybee said.
I cried the harder, hugging my bed.
Dear Honeybee, Honeybee, I carry with me,
deep in my heart a fond memory,
of a sweet little girl who I learned to love,
with all of my heart, my sweet little dove.
So Honeybee, Honeybee, I wrote this to say.
I hope that your joy increases each day.


*Author's note:
I have also written a song which is based on this poem...
First turn off the Prose-n-Poetry music box
It is Copyrighted so PLEASE just listen...
Anyone desiring rights, (and words) please email me.
Piano version -- Full version