Sundays used to be so much more exciting.
When I was about five or six
I decided to collect ladybugs.
I went into my grandma’s yard
With a empty box of matches
There were tall yellow sunflowers
Growing from the ground.
(Some were even taller than me.)
I looked and looked..
Who knew catching ladybugs would be so hard?
By the time I had a handful of ladybugs in my box,
It was already time to eat.
I carried the box around untill bedtime.
(I didn’t tell anybody what was in it.)
I fell asleep with a smile on my face,
And the box of ladybugs under my pillow.
The next morning
I woke up to
Five
Red and black
Dead
Ladybugs
In my
Box Of matches.
And a really bad sunburn.
