Ladybird Poem by Shreej k.c

Today I see her crawling on natgeo, her ataraxy
over the sharp blades-wild and grassy
red cloak blemished with dark spots of sorrow
could it be her mark of enduring tussles
hope and warmth thrived in hustles and bustles
flinty flame left her singed in a jest
or did she fall for a beast at its best.
She reminds me of a child gleeful in garth
how she used to tickle my mini heart!

I can see now how she molted time and again
transformed an alligator to the stunning sphere
stoic, unruffled she served even as a instar
little star to farmers, getting rid of pests
continued restoring spirits and faiths.
Yes she still tickles my mini hearts!
as if calling-'Come into nature, out of ordeal
and once again touch me for real
Dear feel your self vibrant and congenial.'