A Ladybug Crawling
When I start to tear up I think of a ladybug crawling and how It must be fooled to think
there's really raindrops falling. So I store my tears away to save that ladybug from the rain.
Now when I want to smile I think of a forgotten nation were children always starve and
they've got no education then I think of how silly It must be to smile just for me so I
close my eyes bow my head and pray then I give my smile away.
Now when I get really mad and yes I sometimes do, I think of a mother who lost her child
to violence. I think of a dog beaten to death because he simply couldn't protest I put my
anger away thinking how there's already enough and I might just overflow the cup then I
make a friend I smile again so everything's okay I let anger go for a cloudy day somewhere
far away.
I think back to how I saved a ladybug from the rain and realize I made a hero Into me today.
Copyright © Tifarrah Miller | Year Posted 2011
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