As I drove from the new hood
back to the old,
I was the vehicle
for the death of thousands
of love bugs (LITERALLY).
We have all heard the stories of love lost
to a leap off the ledge and
a drink from the cup of poison.
It does not seem quite so
romantic for the kamakazi bugs
to hurl themselves into my windshield
while I fly down the interstate.
After three weeks,
I am back in the old hood
staying with these people.
You can't visit the Texas Zoo
It's so nice to be with family again.
ReplyDeleteGod bless you and your family, Lulu.
God BlessYou, Victor!
DeleteLife, indeed is an adventure. Read my lips, "I DO NOT MISS LOVE BUGS." LOLOL
ReplyDeleteWe used to not have them in North LA- supposedly the storm blew them our way. Thanks ALOT Mother Nature!! LOL!
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