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The Lady Bug.

I was glancing at a tiny blade of grass

when I discovered upon it a tiny bug, a lady

who crawled on  it  daintly

as if on a leisurely walk through the city.

Then I looked away for only a minute

and when I turned my gaze back

she had vanished into a shop

taking her spotted umbrella with her.

-Eva M.M.

Daily Prompt: Discover

Thank you for reading and sharing your thoughts with me in the comments below.

” Me and the pen.we are one. If its ink would cease to flow, my ink would cease to flow.”



I am a young and enthusiastic writer, fresh out of highschool and into college at IUSB. I babysit and work and live life to it's fullest. I write. I read. I do yoga. And plan to become. Yoga intructers as well. I grew up on a farm and can't,t wait to move back to the country in my tiny house I have already planned out. Sometimes I'm a little melodramatic but rarely. I'm a spiritual healer, a hopeless romantic, a book worm, and very nostalgic. Thanks for stopping by.

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