Little Ladybug

By lynnyousosilly

Little ladybug
Cemented in the concrete
Do not let your antennae fret
There is hope.
As I stroll pass your orange-red splotch
There is hope.
Lift your tiny feelers
Up and out of the ground.
You can fly.
You can fly.
You can paint the smiles of faces
And write your song in your 6-legged calligraphy.

Not very clever, but a rushed thought jotted down on the way to class.

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Little Ladybug

Created: Jul 09, 2010

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