JASON E
 
 
Before the Storm Wet the Earth

A ladybug landed on my knee
as I sat alone in a meadow
awaiting the rain

With her tiny head cocked
and a trust in my silence
she seemed to ask

"Do you think I am beautiful?"

But all I could do was look away
and wonder what stories
my face was
telling.

Copyright 2003 jason e

 

 

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