an ant,
i believe his name was Milton,
stood atop his castle of sand
shouting his defiance
(as much as an ant can shout
having no lungs, tongue or vocal chords,
but none the less
they can get upset too and
are not afraid to say so,
thank you very much)
at the gods of foul weather.
well one moment Milton was all full of himself,
the next, his ant skull was crushed
by a hailstone the size of a pea.
wasn't much left of his sand castle either.
but you can bet his protest had been duly noted.
4/26/1991
I’ve wondered, since I was a young girl, why I couldn’t find ants while playing in hailstorms. And i’m happy his protest was duly noted. But now the question is... who noted it?
ReplyDeleteThanks for the smile!