The Ladybug

The Ladybug

A Poem by Brown Bull
"

Just another bug i saw in the meadow one day.

"

 

The Ladybug

 

 

This Ladybug is quite confused,

from what, I cannot see…

 

Its wings are red, the spots are black.

It lives up in a tree.

 

Where playfully it flits about…

a life that seems so free.

 

~

 

While children watch it crawl along

they follow it with glee.

 

So from where does it’s trouble come,

what might the problem be?

 

This ‘Ladybug’ I here describe…

Happens to be a ‘He’!

 

© 2010 Brown Bull


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i enjoyed it so much!
it has a childish tone full of laughter and play...

you are keen, i admire your powers of observation...
what could the bug be truly looking for?
and it's funny that the 'Lady'bug is a 'He'... perhaps that is the source of his trouble and confusion... haha
well-written!

Posted 15 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.




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HA, yes that must be terribly frustrating for the male ladybug. Very nice job on this. It had a fun, carefree tone that is a joy to read.

Posted 15 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

i enjoyed it so much!
it has a childish tone full of laughter and play...

you are keen, i admire your powers of observation...
what could the bug be truly looking for?
and it's funny that the 'Lady'bug is a 'He'... perhaps that is the source of his trouble and confusion... haha
well-written!

Posted 15 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Wow I loved this. It had wonderful descrription and imagery and wonderful humor. I love it.
with love,
Tallulah

Posted 15 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.


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Added on June 20, 2009
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