Don't forget!
Early Morning
I went out on this day
without sun.
The wind crackled the leaves
that have settled another layer
in the garden -
again.
I peek at the place I know ants live.
A lone ant carries something white,
another creature’s egg?
Can it be feeding its crew?
I watch this brave insect escape into the crack.
You know how people write
To be a certain someone
who does good?
Be that one ant!
Linda Baie ©