Ladybirds and seasides
Sunsets so warm
Ladybirds & seasides,
Sunsets & waves so high,
Little wet nose of the calves as they sigh,
Grazing on the green blades, wavering in the summer breezeway.
Ladybirds, climbing high, ceasing the best spot to watch the sun fade, into the haze, without a single hint of fear,
Oh no, the ladybirds are not phased, they’re aware of the sun,
the sun will rise so high tomorrow, the ladybirds know, and they too shall rise at that time, in line with natures timeline of fun.
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Charlotte Eden Morris
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