Ladybug, Ladybug
Fly away home
Your house is on fire
Your children will burn
I’d fly home if I could,
But I’m lost in this weed.
The flower I’d chosen
Has all gone to seed.
The seeds have made wings
Of their own, and I fear
The wind will blow them and me
So far from here
My children will burn
‘Fore my wings touch the sky
Why did I choose this damn flower?
Oh why?
-- Poem by Rani Kaye
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I like it, it's diffrent but I love the flow of the words. Good job :-)
ReplyDeleteI really like this......great job
ReplyDeleteThat is really nice. You did a great job!!!! Have a great day!!!!!
ReplyDeleteNEAT!!!!
ReplyDeleteTwas chosen for a spell of comfort before flight ... nice flow of words, Rani ... interesting, your take as I've seen a few others with their version ... great concept ... 5 stars kiddo ... Huggers 8=)
ReplyDeleteLove it Rani....had a little giggle as I read it. So light and breezy....just fantastic.
ReplyDeleteheheheee...
ReplyDeleteNicely done. A smidgen of humor tied to an insectual tragedy.
:o) Smile ;o) Poor Mrs. Ladybug, I feel her pain.
ReplyDeleteWonderful.....but the poor little bug.....(o;
ReplyDeleteLOL what a fun take on the picture and on the classic childhood poem!!!
ReplyDeleteIts not a weed. Its a volunteer plant ; ) Super writing! Poor ladybug. I always wondered about that truly depressing poem that we took such delight in reciting.
ReplyDeleteHehehe ... oh poor little mother bug. i enjoyed your take on the challenge...
ReplyDeleteLOL very cute. Sentimental journey with your ladybug childhood chant
ReplyDeleteAww this is great, and I love the humour as well, really good!
ReplyDeleteROFL ~ Great! Wonderful writing and such a smile maker!
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