Ladybug Land

Put me in a bubble
Sprout my words with rhymes
Wash my hands with flower dew
Sundry them with thyme.
Push me on a timeless swing
Barefoot,
and eyes closed tight.
Let me wait, to watch it storm
Limbs spread tingling, squinting up,
At rainbow skies with paper ice
Tiny smiles,
Smells held tight.
The winding trail, cleared and lined
The gurgling creek, the falling vines
The untouched snow, the dying snail
Hot summer breeze, and walks at night.
While pink mermaids with purple horns
Untangle vines and count the spots
Of ladybugs,
Turtles, Snakes.
And fireflies that scream from jars,
Keep the secrets
Children tell.