The Ants Story

We left home one day In search of food in the month of May Our armour shone in the sun The scent of food a message sent The road now seemed all uphill We trudged along to get our fill The twists and turns were strange We stuck it out our pace was slow Our goal now near on the go We heaved and lifted twenty times our weight The prize was big, and knew not what lay in store. We turned about and felt unease A noise was vibrating through our feet The blow came now it bent our line We stuck it out and refused to quit Reaching our colony we entered with pride Our prize now stuck to our hide We are the workers of the Ant Brigade The queen was pleased she upped our line We are soldiers now protecting our kind One step closer to the Golden Throne. 26.08.2020. Completely New(27) Any Form, Any Theme Written For: Brian Strand N/A on 27.08.2020