Tuesday, March 3, 2009

The Baby Ant

Lost and alone
Yearning to go home
Yearning for company
So tiny yet so strong
And it is never afraid
She keeps going on finding the way home
Crawling on my skin
Crawling on my paper
I put her down on the ground
And she still came back up
All she wants is to go home
It never stops her even if she needs to start from zero
I put her on the wall
She just kept crawling up
Without fear. Without doubt.
And then she is gone
I just hope she finds her way home
I’m sure she will be home
Because I saw her mama waiting on the wall.

Written by Erin 02/11/2009

inspired by an ant..

1 comment:

  1. Yes, the wonders that bind us as one - the ever search for 'home.'