The Ladybug by Jolene Harrell

The Ladybug

by Joelene Harrell

This is me-cute, small, generally unobstrusive. I dart through the days, chasing hours from place to place, from building to building, a colorful distraction in this busy universe. Every morning I race to conquer a thousand empty tasks. Maybe I'll stop someday on a warm windowsill to rest and watch the sun go down. And in the morning, they'll find my shell there, with dozens of lifeless others who finally stopped darting and chasing and racing to rest on the windowsill and watch the sun go down.