An ephemeral pal

There came a bee,
A shiny bee,
Hoping to find some flowers.
I tried to persuade her in
Towards my little garden,
So joyful of getting a friend.
Playing games with my floral pyjamas,
She got offended.
I still tried to be nice
And lured her again.
Now came the chirping predator,
Shooing us both away
Out of our little romance.