The Single Saddest Night
A teensy weensy lady beetle
A bitty, pint sized bug
Seduced by the tune of an old man’s fiddle
Had went inside and gotten stuck
Her little, feeble, fragile limbs
Supported her spotted frame
Until she found a place to swim
And was sucked down by the drain
A grieving clan of crickets and frogs
Chimed in for a farewell chorus
A saddened toad for every log
Deer in mourning, lined the forest
The biggest, blue-green butterfly
Placed flowers on the front porch steps
For miles and miles, the wolves did cry
A howl for every breath
The following morning was quite a sight
As everyone had overslept
Due to the single saddest night
When the whole wide world had wept
Copyright © Anna Hopper | Year Posted 2018
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