Monday, July 15, 2013

THE ANTS CRAWL (Monday Poem)

by Eleanor Schick

The ants crawl
over my arm
and back
into the grass

They mean me
no harm.

I am only a
to them.

from The Beauty of the Beast: Poems from the Animal Kingdom, selected by Jack Prelutsky, illustrated by Meilo So, 1997, Alfred A. Knopf, Inc.

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