A line of ants
They trudge on
Past the dust speck
On a white petal
Before the Lord
Unmindful of me
As I watch eagerly
Their work ethic
On my work desk
On my work desk
A line of ants
They work hard
And I work hardly
Linked with OctPoWriMo (Day 27, What I see).
(’12, Oct 27)
Vinay Leo R.
Poetry & writing to me are to me, a breath of fresh air in a life that is sometimes covered by the smoke of sorrow or self doubt. They also become the sweets I share to celebrate when life offers me a reason to. But most of all, they are to me, my life. For each word I write is a piece of my heart, a thought that just had to find its way into the world.
I HATE ANTS!
I don’t think they’re that fond of you either, Pri 😛
Wow….
What a theme! Totally loved it. You learnt a lot from ‘right under ur nose’. Shows that even small things count.
That was the idea, Aravind 🙂 Thank you.