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A Ladybug's Wisdom

Lora has been a featured writer in poetry publications. She is currently working on a collection of poems that feature ladybugs.


My Anthology of Ladybug Poems

I hope that you enjoy my series of ladybug poems. These are poems for children and adults that pay tribute to the humble little ladybug as she teaches us to be true to ourselves, to be kind to others, live in harmony with nature, and find contentment in life’s simple joys.


The Ladybug Poem

Although you are known

the world around;

you're firmly anchored

with feet on the ground.

A noble bug

is how they refer to you,

yet you don't pretend to be anything more

than a ladybug through and through.

A most colorful character

well regarded in folklore,

whilest other with loftier aspiration

may never receive such admiration-

indeed, could you ask for more?

No, you don't put on airs

as you climb a flower so fair,

nor for the opinion of others

do you even care.

You don't stop to think about

those that are bigger, faster,

or mightier than you;

You just continue to climb up that wall

and many marvel and say

"she is so small..."

but the little ladybug pays no mind-

she just does it anyway.

A humble little creature of this earth

so satisfied with his turf,

a divine inspiration

"to thine own self be true,"

oh little bug,

how we could all learn from you!

-Lora Hollings


Lydia the Ladybug

There once was

a little ladybug

who had a heart of pure gold...

for those who would behold,

she radiated a kind of glow.

She'd do kind deeds

like planting flower seeds

where'er she would reside,

spreading beauty far and wide

in the countryside...

As if meant

from Heaven to be sent,

to spread love

was her single intent.

One day a spider

who lived in a wood,

and heard about the little bug's

nature to do such good...

Weaved a pair of wings

from the finest lace

to match this ladybug's grace...

And for all to see as a sign

for whom it was meant,

that a life of compassion

is most noble spent.

-Lora Hollings


Happy to Be Me- A Ladybug

I'm a ladybug,

nothing more

but I'm happy to be me,

so free– with so much beauty to see.

I'm red with black spot,

not purple

or pink with polka dot–

found in field,

forest or flower pot.

On blade of grass,

limb of tree

or stem of flower,

you may even see me…

on the Eiffel Tower!

Hill or dell,

by stream

in a wood serene,

I've been to so many places…

it's hard to tell.

I'm very little

but please do not belittle,

just content to be a creature of this earth–

isn't that a measure of worth?

-Lora Hollings


The Ladybug's Day

The ladybug wakes to the dawn,

stretching wide as she yawns.

With wings,

she rides a current of air

to her lovely garden,

landing on flower so fair.

Paying a visit to her friends,

she delights in a cup of tea

with homemade scones

and warm hospitality.

Then she bids them farewell

as she returns to the place

where she dwells,

and reads from her

favorite book of poems.

How content is she

with life's simple joys!

Filled with a sense of

the magic of life

and the beauty of the Earth

of which she is part,

the ladybug says a prayer

from deep within her heart...

before she retires for the night.

-Lora Hollings


Ladybug, Oh Where Are You?

Ladybug, ladybug,
red with black spot are you,
climbing up that rose
you are in view.

Ladybug, ladybug,
oh where are you now?
The sun is down,
I don't see you around;

Tucked away
inside a rose,
do you lay
sleeping sound?

Down a country lane
or on my window pane,
do not let me look in vain...
oh ladybug, ladybug
please come back again.

- Lora Hollings


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