One, Two, Buckle My Shoe

One, Two, Buckle My Shoe

One, two, buckle my shoe. Three, four, walk out the door. Five, six, peek in the box. Seven, eight, a ladybug's gate! A tiny red wonder, with spots black as night, Peeked out from a hole, bathed in morning light. "Hello little ladybug," a whisper so low, "Where are you headed, with nowhere to go?" The ladybug fluttered, its wings a red blur, Landed on a finger, a gentle purr. "To find a new garden, with flowers so bright, Where colors explode, and sunshine takes flight." Nine, ten, follow the trail. Eleven, twelve, climb the green pale. Thirteen, fourteen, a sunflower so tall, Fifteen, sixteen, seeds stand up straight and small. The ladybug crawled, up the sunflower's stem, Reaching the top, a floral diadem. Yellow petals unfurled, a sun-kissed delight, The ladybug landed, a happy little sight. Seventeen, eighteen, time to take flight. Nineteen, twenty, a joyful goodbye. The ladybug waved, with its tiny black feet, A memory made, forever so sweet.