The Ladybug

“Ah, there you are, Ladybug” I’ve been meaning to say. That I’ve waited around On this hot summers day. You landed right there On top of my thumb “Please stay for a while, For I’m feeling quite glum.” “You tickle!” I giggle - A pause in real time - I could sit here forever And I’d feel just fine. So beautiful and tiny A shell that’s so red Your little black dots That match your black head. “I love you,” I whispered “please never leave.” I watched your wings open And you land on my sleeve. “I know that you hear me, Don’t fly away home, I don’t have a mommy, And I don’t have my own.” Then the Ladybug did something I found quite strange She fluttered and fluttered As if was in pain. I worried so hard That I started to cry And it got the attention Of a passer-by. “Don’t cry little girl,” She said very hurt I’ll take you home and Knit you a nice shirt.” As I got up to leave I glanced back to see If the ladybug died Or was just fast asleep. The Ladybug watched me As I turned to say “Thank you Miss Bug” And she then flew away.