I found a dead ladybug
on the sill of my window today
Just a few days prior
I witnessed her flying around my bedroom
and wondered,
trapped inside my sunny domicile,
with frost on the windows,
did she long for the warmth
of late summer days
and leafy plants on my kitchen patio?
She was a lifeless faded orange
hard, shiny, and smooth
her legs tightly tucked
into her flat underside
I slid her on to a piece of printer paper
carried her down the staircase
that goes from the bedroom to the kitchen
and placed her gently in a potted plant
in the warmth of the morning sun
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