Lawrence S. Pertillar (February/'47 / Connecticut, USA)

You came,
When the trees began their budding.
You came,
With the Spring to start your buzzing.

When you came,
There was nothing I could offer...
But a wink and a nudge.
After landing on my hand,
To become my Lady Bug.

Spring sprung...
And you became my one Lady Bug.
Spring sprung...
And you were there to bring me your luck.
Spring sprung...
With your dotted wings a flutter,
Showing me your bright color.

You came,
When the trees began their budding.
You came,
With the Spring to start your buzzing.

And when you came,
There was nothing I could offer...
But a wink and a nudge.
After landing on my hand,
To become my Lady Bug.

Spring sprung...
And you became my one Lady Bug.
Spring sprung...
And you were there to bring me your luck.
Spring sprung...
With your dotted wings a flutter,
Showing me your bright color.

Spring sprung...
And you became my one Lady Bug.
Spring sprung...
And you were there to bring me your luck.
Spring sprung...
With your dotted wings a flutter,
Showing me your bright color.
Leaving me to feel you're my Lady Bug.