January 21, 2010
I sit under the sun,
Basking in its glow
When a ladybug comes,
And lands on my toe.

Silent, not violent,
The ladybug.
Unlike the bee, that buzzes,
Seeking to sting me.

I stand now,
Alone, on my own.
But not really you see,
I have nature all around me.

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