Ants
An octet of naughty ants
With imperceptible chants
From the bushy green garden
Marching towards the sweets hidden
Stealing and sharing the food
Like a robin-hood
Always moving in a chain
Like a long train
Is a treat to watch
Which no creature can match
Standing and facing the barrier
Like brave warrior
In their short life of existence
Showing tons of resistance
And living in a perfect harmony
For them every day is a ceremony.
Copyright © Sudharsan Srinivasan | Year Posted 2013
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