Lady bug
you have appeared
on the window
like last year
Where did
you spend
your winter dear?
Somewhere warm
you had to hide
from the hunting
prying eyes
Of course
you did it
very well
Never once
could I tell
until I saw
you yesterday
on a warm
lazy day
Sunning wings
looking out the bay
An my first thought of you:
Your many spots
are a well traveled map to begin
the march of spring
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