The Tiny Ladybug

When I was a child
Ladybugs would fly to me.
They would land on my arm
and whisper little secrets in my ear
of things I would become:
A kind man
.......gentle of mind.
A man of spirit
who could close great divides.

But I don't feel that big.
In fact, as I sit in the grass
and talk to you,
I feel like a tiny Ladybug
on someone else's arm......
And your ear is most important to me.

~ Author Unknown ~


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