A Friend in Need

I was pleasantly surprised,
or I may say I was shocked
a tiny bee when I lifted up
didn't sting my palm...
 
At mid-day it was batting its wings,
was it asking for some help.
A few drops of water on my palm I poured;
the little thing remained motionless for a while,
its legs started to move, it took off,
perhaps with a smile (?)
for a moment I could feel, 'Yes, indeed,
it is nice to be a friend in need!'