Seek Shelter

As the heavy droplets of rain fell on the path, I could do nothing but laugh. It amused me to see the tiny ants, scatter. As one after the other wondered what was the matter. They scurried along over grass blade and rock. One blindly followed another quite ad-hock. Running in all directions quite helter-skelter. Until finally the dear little things found some shelter. I had been watching so intently I didn’t see. A storm had emerged, and rain was falling heavily. That rain was quite more than a light shower. Now I must seek shelter doing all in my power.