Mya
Mya, if you were a ladybug, I wouldn't step on you.
I'd scoop you from your flowery perch and make my home your roost.
You could bask in morning sunlight streaming from outside.
I would feed you watermelon and an apple slice.
And you could keep me company when no one else is there.
Or be another set of ears to hear my little prayers.
Mya, if you were a ladybug, I wouldn't step on you.
I'd watch over you day and night in hopes that you would to.
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