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Ladybug Poems and Ladybug Poetry

Updated on January 14, 2017

The Ladybug Poem

Although you are known

the world around,

you're firmly anchored

with feet on the ground-

a noble bug

is how they refer to you,

yet you don't pretend to be anything more

than a ladybug through and through-

a most colorful character

well regarded in folklore,

whilst other with loftier aspiration

may never receive such admiration...

indeed, could you ask for more?

no, you don't put on airs

as you climb a flower so fair

nor for the opinion of others

do you even care...

you don't stop to think about

those that are bigger, faster,

or mightier than you-

you just continue to climb up that wall

and many marvel and say

"she is so small..."

but the little ladybug pays no mind-

she just does it anyway...

a humble little creature of this earth

so satisfied with his turf,

a divine inspiration

"to thine own self be true,"

oh little bug,

how we could all learn from you!

-Marie Lawrence


Ladybug, Oh Where Are You?

Ladybug, ladybug

red with black spot are you,

climbing up that rose

you are in view...

ladybug, ladybug

oh where are you now,

the sun is down,

I don't see you around...

tucked away

inside a rose,

do you lay

sleeping sound?

down a country lane

or on my window pane...

ladybug, ladybug

please come back again.

-Marie Lawrence


Lydia the Ladybug Poem

There was once

a little ladybug

who had a heart of pure gold-

for those who would behold,

she radiated a kind of glow...

she'd do kind deeds

like planting flower seeds

where e'er she would reside-

spreading beauty far and wide...

as if meant

from Heaven to be sent,

to spread love

was her single intent...

one day a spider

who lived in a wood,

and heard about the little bug's

nature to do such good

weaved a pair of wings

from the finest lace

to match this ladybug's grace...

and for all to see as a sign

for whom it was meant,

that a life of compassion

is most noble spent.

-Marie Lawrence


Happy to Be Me- A Ladybug

I'm a ladybug

nothing more

but I'm happy to be me,

so free,

with so much beauty to see...

I'm red with black spot

found in field,


or flower pot...

on blade of grass,

tree limb

shrub or flower,

perhaps even on the Eiffel Tower!

hill or dell,

by a stream

in wood serene-

I've been to so many places

it's hard to tell...

I'm very little

but please do not belittle,

just content to be a creature of this earth,

isn't that a measure of worth?

-Marie Lawrence


A Ladybug of Culture

A Ladybug of Culture

There was a little ladybug
who was quite a sophisticate;
many she would educate
on topics in the news,
whene'er she expressed her views.

She had a great knowledge of opera,
could classify all species of Lepidoptera.
In figuring out chess moves she proved astute
and loved to play Debussy on the flute.

In her polka dotted suit
with decorative hat she looked quite cute,
as she debated most eloquently
on a point considered moot.

She could speak many different languages,
could do elegant flower arrangements,
bought china in a fancy boutique—
selecting only those pieces that were most unique.

She could create wonderful culinary delights,
her rose garden was truly a magnificent sight;
she loved to write poetic verse,
and on the meaning of many she loved to converse.

On essays by Milton she would often expound,
knew all about gravity, light waves, and sound...
not only knowledgeable was she in physics
but even the spiritual realm of mystics!

This little bug who was so erudite
would sit in her garden with her bonnet
and write a most charming sonnet-
that even Shakespeare would have found to his delight.

She was versed in astronomy
and Ptolemy-
zoology, entymology,
even anthropology.

She would wax philosophically
on many subjects,
from the plays of Sophocles
to the formula of a triangle, isosceles.

The epitome of social grace,
she would use only doilies made out of lace;
adhering strictly to the rules of Emily Post,
she was regarded as the perfect host.

She was a wordsmith the likes
you have never seen-
could define syllogism, colloquialism
and every "ism"
in between,
even ventriloquism.

There wasn't much that she didn't know,
with dexterity she could even sew.
So many things this little lady could do...
even make a wonderful veggie gumbo with roux.

Indeed this little lady
was so refine
that only on vegetables
would she dine.

I wish I knew
where'er she went;
I often wondered
from where she was sent.

This little bug so fair
was last seen with gilded wing
just floating in air;
yes, truly sublime,
she was so... extraordinaire.

- Marie Lawrence


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      Whitney Rose Wood 3 years ago

      Your illustrations are so cute! It looks like you had fun doing these. The lyrical flow seems to come natural to you!

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      SolveMyMaze 3 years ago

      Excellent hub. I've recently started to get into poetry and your work just flows so well. The illustrations add to the overall feel of each poem. Thanks for sharing this with the hubpages community :)

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      stella vadakin 3 years ago from 3460NW 50 St Bell, Fl32619

      Wonderful, love your poems. You did a great job.

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      Milo Andre Swearengin 3 years ago from Maryland

      All of this is super cute! Keep it up!

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      Nithya Venkat 3 years ago from Dubai

      Loved your Ladybug poems and illustrations!!

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      so love2547 5 years ago

      wonderfullllll...........amazing........great peoms(LOVE YOUR POEMS) =}

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      Kathy 6 years ago

      These are very nice poems. I'm looking for one my mom used to quote - she recently passed away and I can't remember it! It was Ladybug lady bug fly away home. Your house is on fire and your children are alone...I can't remember the rest. It wasn't as inspiring as these poems!

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      potofpoetries 6 years ago from lucknow, india

      this is great!

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      cute nae  6 years ago

      i love the ladybug peoms

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      Dexter 6 years ago

      Wow what amazingg poems!! i am glad too read poems written by such young poets!

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      magicthe 7 years ago

      Nice poems and cute Ladybug picture

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      Moulik Mistry 7 years ago from Burdwan, West Bengal, India

      Wonderful and very interesting, well done...

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      Iðunn 8 years ago

      these are really cute. I'm very fond of ladybugs and I quite liked your poetry in honour of them.

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      sandra 8 years ago

      col because iikenthe poems

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      BGM 9 years ago

      "The Ladybug Birthday Party" brings vivid images of frolic and fun to the table with cupcakes of vanilla, chocolate, and strawberry. The festive occasion is toped off with a pot of rose hips tea (carefully spiced) and the result is the perfect recipe for celebration. Bravo, Marie Lawrence, your poetry expresses the wonderment and joy every birthday party should be and your poetic verse is superb.

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      Amelia Hazard 9 years ago

      I love all these poems about Lydia! The power of the individual, and the value of life (no matter what size or species you may be) give these poems such an inspiring, light-hearted, and hopeful presence. The writing is excellent!

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      2bangit 10 years ago

      Who would think such a tiny little creature could inspire such a delightful collection of poems! There's a magic here any child would love, and yet I'm an adult longing to return to my youth and attend one of Lydia's ladybug birthday parties! I've order the book, "Lydia The Ladybug" and cannot wait for it to arrive.

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      Gloria Karr 10 years ago

      Your ladybug poems are just wonderful! I especially love "Lydia the Ladybug Poem."