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The Enchanting Town of Ladybugs

Updated on September 19, 2015

Welcome to the Enchanting Town of Ladybugs

A little ladybug takes a little girl in her nightly visits on a dream filled journey to a magical town of ladybugs. One who is charmingly eccentric dazzles you with her exceptionally fashionable clothes while one owns a bakery and can make the most exquisite pastries ...still another has a house with so many stairs that you lose count. With coordination and grace, one can be seen riding a unicycle while another one rides a tricolored tricycle. There's a ladybug who scoots around in a sporty car...why there's even an opera star, yet another who claims he's been to Alpha Centauri and Mars! But no town would be complete without a Mayor who loves to orate in the town square about new plans for Ladybugville which make all the ladybugs very happy!

A Poem About The Enchanting Town of Ladybugs

There's A Ladybug In My Bed

There's a ladybug in my bed,
painted on a pillowcase beside my head.
I see her black spotted and red
with a little mischievous grin,
and a tiny dimple on her chin.

When I fall fast asleep,
I could swear she comes alive
and holding onto my hand,
together, we fly to a wondrous place far away
where ladybugs live and play.

There's a ladybug who has a house
with so many stairs that I lose count...

Another whose taken such care
in the selection of her fashionable clothes
that I've ever seen anyone wear!

Then there's one who owns a bakery
who makes strawberry tarts
with the most delicate puff pastry;
they can only be described as scrumptuously tasty.

Why, there's even a town square
with a banner hanging over the rostrum;
to a crowd still gathering...
a microphone squeaks,
suddenly, the Mayor begins to speak.

One can see his distinguished figure
with his stove top hat towering above the rest-
in tuxedo he is dressed.
As he speaks about the plans for the new year
there is a slight pause...
before the ladybugs breakout with thunderous applause.

There's a ladybug who drives a sporty car.
One who even chauffers with Rolls Royce an opera star.
With coordination and grace another ladybug rides a unicycle
while a very little one can be seen riding a tricolored tricycle.

But the one that captures my imagination by far...
is the one who insists he's been to Mars
and Proxima Centauri, the sun's closest star!

The next morning I wake to find
myself back in my cozy bed
with the little ladybug painted on a pillowcase
beside my head.

Lying perfectly still,
just as the ladybug prints on my quilt,
I say to my little friend, "why...
I think I see a twinkle in your eye."

~Marie Lawrence

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    • Debangee Mandal profile image

      DEBANGEE MANDAL 7 months ago from India

      An amazing poem..a lady bird poem.. thank you

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      John Hansen 7 months ago from Queensland Australia

      This is a delightful tale, Marie. The poem and illustrations are wonderful too. Well done.

    • SolveMyMaze profile image

      SolveMyMaze 2 years ago

      Marie, this is another outstanding poem, and the quality of the illustrations is great. I particularly liked the line with the Rolls Royce being driving by the Ladybug. That would be a real sight to see!