As if it had some mission on the roof
I watched a bug crawl up the wall
With sure determined steps
But almost there it fell
I felt it hit the ground
We lay there stunned
But soon it was up and dashing
Across the walk to the opposite wall
A straight path upward
With its steady grip it climbed
But reaching the same height
As before it fell again
We lay there stunned
It was only then I noticed
We had wings and wondered
Whatever they were for
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