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perserverance

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The mid-winter wind blew icy cold
as I splashed water upon my face
to begin my morning ritual
when there it was on my bathroom mirror
scampering across its edge
with the certainty of a Volkswagen
the unmistakable brown body with large black spots
I pondered how long this creature had survived
I nudged him toward a drop of water
away from the white foam peppered with stubble
he seemed to drink
or perhaps exhausted drowned on the spot
I slide him slowly back
then it dawned on me…
what do ladybugs eat and
how much longer would he endure