The Ladybug: Marjolaine Brodeur

The ladybug crawls on my window
Seeking the nectar that may be found.
She may not find much for a wasp
Was there before; I shooed it away.
I didn’t want more of her hive
feeding there.
The ladybug crawls on the panes
in circles round and round.

Intent on her quest
she ignores my interest
and crawls on the pane.
In circles round and round
seeking the nectar to be found
pleased by her day’s gain.
A smile wreathes my face

slowing the day’s quick pace.