The Ladybug
A lady bug sits
Atop a lone blade of grass
At one with the world
Fitting perfectly.
I watch gazing intently
Searching for my place,
A place all my own
Where others may stare at me
Lost in awe and thought.
posted by Anonymous @ 2:53 PM
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1 Comments:
Welcome Angel! A very interesting poem, especially the ending. When you find your place, do you WANT others staring at you lost in awe and thought? Is the Lady Bug gazing at something as well? Like an amoeba? Is the amoeba gazing at something? Is someone gazing at the others that are gazing at you? Intriguing.
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