Ant
Walking in the park today
I saw a trail of ants
So tiny were they that
I had to stop and watch
I was amazed by what I saw
Each had their own place
All struggling against the trail
Determined to find a way.
They toiled all day long
Until their work was done
Lugging loads twice their size.
Toiling beneath the sun.
Like little gladiators they fought
Beetles, bugs, defending their home.
Carrying off their dead in ceremony.
How exciting their lives
Being played out before me.
Realizing their short mortality made me think:
What have I done today?
My determination, courage, and caring
Is not in comparison to these tiny souls.
There and then I made myself a promise
That until my end I will live
Just as bravely as the ant.
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