Musings about life, after-life, creativity and what it means to write about it
Sunday, May 3, 2020
Saving Ladybugs
Today I'm saving ladybugs They're on my window screens I'm rescuing a wasp as well I want to set them free They feel the sun, they see the sky They sense the trees, the grass I know they cannot free themselves They cannot go through glass I let them fall into my hands Or catch them in a cup They spread their wings and fly away I wish them all good luck Today I'm saving ladybugs It's not that hard to do Tomorrow maybe I'll be saved Who knows? Or maybe you
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