...
The Ladybug
Floats and Flutters
***** and Flees
Leaps and Loops
Sits and Swats
At The Coming Luck To You
...
Stares at You
Eyes are bright
Wings are bent
Legs are shaking
Colors are mingling
Blurry and fading
with red and black imminent
...
You woke to a beep
All is white
"The bomb was powerful"
the doctor exclaims
But you're alive,
all because of
The Luck of the Ladybug
...

You were once vast, large and never lied
Stretching far and reaching high
Now you are a wooden twig
Pulled away and Broken by a pig
The pig who didn't care for what used to be
the magnificent tree
who sat in my yard by the garage and the pool
In which, you had rule,
over all those tiny sapling oaks
who now look up and mope
Because trees are limited and rigged with beehives,
but many see that as the loss of their wives.