In a crowd of people My focus is On a single lady bug Crawling its way Among human feet Hurried by Their ego of self-importance unaware that life lives underfoot. Bumped by Bodies Bigger than Mine I lean down And safely Pick her up. I watch as Her tiny legs Scurry along Tickling The hair […]
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