by Eleanor Schick
The ants crawl
over my arm
and back
into the grass
again.
They mean me
no harm.
I am only a
mountain
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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