Ants Poem by nimal dunuhinga
Ants
I found you all in the brown sugar bottle early morning
And I thought how lucky your living,
When I compare myself dump in the tar barrel boiling?
Brief and to the point. A lovely penning meastro. The brevity unlies the profound beauty of this. Thank you for making my day.
Angst penned with wit and irony. You convey so much in such a few well chosen words, Nimal. love, Allie ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥
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4/28/2024 7:56:03 PM # 1.0.0.1119
You say little to say much. Excellent, Nimal. Kind regards, Sandra