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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

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



I am the author of and am currently working on a book of poems. To find out more check out my about me page as well as my page about my blog and welcome to the ink angels community.

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