The Honey Jar

The Honey Jar

There is it,

The honey jar.

It’s mostly left ajar;

As it’s tasted,

Each and every hour.

Smells great,

Oh! Delicious,

Sweet and many more.

Never ants come searching;

But I don't know why,

Oh! How sweet,

Eating a bit;

Is good.

But, eating a lot;

Is bad.

Many names for it, 

Which are not equally same.

What a happiness and joy?

When getting a jar full

Of honey.