Saturday, February 13, 2010

Ladybug

Forgotten signs,

of past lives,

scratched into walls,

and swept into corners,

reminder these walls,

hold unknown stories,

someone who played,

with a spotted red bug,

in the ladybug house,

before it was mine.




Prompt from A Writer's Book of Days: You're moving into a new house; write about the people or person who lived there before you.

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