This poem is actually honoring a Lady Bug that I might have accidentally killed. You see it was in my house because it was cold outside and it was all curled up and warm. Then I picked it up. It flew away and I couldn't find it. Then tonight I found it dead and covered in dust. I showed it to my mom and she said it probably just died of old age (and she's probably right) but I can't shake this feeling that if I left it in it's spot it wouldn't have died... so I gave it a goldfish funeral and wrote a poem dedicated to it. This is for you, Lady.
It's also partly inspired by that one time I saw a praying mantis eating a butterfly and just throwing it's wings back onto the ground (it was quite horrifying). I guess from a figurative perspective it could be about having a great future (the growth of wings) before you and dying before you had the chance to realize it. Basically, any way I put it, it is depressing.
Cavalcade? Isn't that like a horse parade? That does sound really cool though. We don't have anything like that at our school, except maybe that one contest I'm entering...
Man I wish you were at my school, you could submit your poems to this thing we have called Cavalcade so everyone can read it.
Cavalcade? Isn't that like a horse parade? That does sound really cool though. We don't have anything like that at our school, except maybe that one contest I'm entering...
Is that really what it is? Wow.
START ONE XD
How?
"hEY TEACHER WANNA HELP ME DO A LITERARY MAGAZINE THING THANK"