Ants

Just a quick little poem I made up

I was sitting on a rock

When I saw them working

Busy, busy, busy ants

Carrying their burdens

Working each to their own

but all together in the end

All helping each other along

All with one purpose

One helping another

Lightening the burden

Supporting and helping

No silly arguments

Just all working together

Side by side

Going steadily towards their home

No one left behind

And I think to myself

What if we were those ants?

No arguments or worries

No one left to go alone

What if we were ants?