Tuesday 22 May 2012: Ladybird at the Seaside
Ladybirds don't paddle.
Ladybirds don't swim,
but this one went to the seaside,
so I said Hello to him.
He beetled over the lichen
as if he was in shock
and thought my shadow a hungry bird
when he raced across the rock.
Ladybirds don't windsurf.
Ladybirds don't sail,
but this one went to the seaside
and therewith ends my tale.
poem © Celia Warren 2012
Many thanks for the lovely kind words on my yesterblip. This evening my daughter and I walked down to Landcombe Cove for sea-therapy - with added ladybird.