The Ride
The rains had stopped.
The waterfall was flowing.
So I took a walk across the pond.
I did not use my feet, oh no;
for I had none.
It was upon a lily-pad that I did ride.
And quite swift I might add.
For the water was fast at high tide.
I looked up as the sun was in my eyes.
Though I'm sure I saw a dragonfly go by.
As a shadow came down over me,
And something landed on my back,
Though I could not see who it was.
She introduced herself as Miss Ladybug.
Said she was from the other side of the pond.
And she was on her daily fly about.
We became fast friends from that day on.
And that my friends, was my trip across the pond.
11am Sat. 6 / 8 / 2013
I met a slug who told me this story, I thought it was so fascinating. I had to write it down.
Copyright © Debbie Duncan | Year Posted 2013
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