Why the clover is sweet

A little bee flies in the garden. She is so hungry. She wants to eat. She flies to a daisy.

– Dear daisy, – she says. – Please give me some honey!

– Go away, – says the daisy. – I want all the honey I have. I can give you none.

The bee flies to a rose.

– Beautiful rose, – she says. – Please give me some of your honey!

– You may have just a little honey, – says the rose. – I want my honey. I can’t give you much.

– Thank you, – says the bee. – I will take none of your honey. You may keep it all!

The bee flies to a clover.

– Little clover, – she says, – please give me some honey!

– Certainly. I am glad to give you some. Take all you want!

– Thank you, – says the bee. – You are so kind. I want to be kind to you, too. From this day on you will have more honey than any other flowers.

That is why the clover is so sweet.