ladybug

In the drive thru line at Starbucks

a ladybug landed on my windshield

While I waited for my macchiato she walked slowly across my window

forcing her tiny legs through the condensation

As I drove away she clung to the smooth glass

even as the rushing air swept away

the droplets of water around her

Miles later I parked at my office

and still she held tight.

I left her there

Returning moments later

remembering some forgotten thing

I found her motionless drenched in dew

Is she even alive I thought

I extended a finger and gave her a nudge

Tumbling down the windshield

she came to rest on the wiper-blade, motionless

My heart sank

Then she open her shell and was carried away on tiny wings.