Red paint and black dots
Speckle its beetle wings
Too many black dots to count
Its age timeless
Flying from the wire mesh
To the sill, its colors a whirlwind
A youth points and smiles
Innocence an angel
Painting the vagaries of youth
For all to see
A solid peaceful moment
An aphid so beautiful
Brings splendor to those
Untouched by the hurdles of time
