'The Ants And The Grasshopper' - Poem by Sadia Maqsood
You must have heard this famous fable,
Of the ants and the grasshopper;
Let's now see how it happened,
When some toiling ants and a lazy grasshopper,
In autumn chanced to meet each other;
Late in autumn on a bright day,
A family of ants marched on a heap of hay,
The warm sun shone above their heads,
A sheaf of grains they carried on their backs,
The ants were busy drying out the grain,
Which during summer they had stored;
The busy swarm suddenly saw a stranger,
Coming towards them, with under his arm, a fiddle,
This lazy looking fellow was a Grasshopper,
Who had been lazing the whole summer,
"Good day! " said he to the ants,
"Why are you here? " asked Jenny the ant,
"O please Ms. Jenny, may I have a bite to eat?
For I'm famished and want to have a treat, "
"What! " in surprise exclaimed the ants,
"Have you not stored any food for winter?
What in the world were you doing last summer? "
The silly fellow then bent his head,
So ashamed and stupid was he,
"Oh! " sighed the fellow at last
"How in the world could I store food?
When I was so busy making music, but it was no good",
Whined the foolish Grasshopper,
"Around the world I had been travelling,
Playing my fiddle from morning to evening,
But when I realized it was too late,
Summer was gone and I cursed my fate."
The silly fellow ended his story,
And again begged for some food humbly,
"Making music, were you, Mr. Greg? "
Cried in disgust the ants,
"Fiddling all summer, now dance! "
And with grains on their backs, away the ants marched
And the silly Grasshopper walked away,
With his fiddle under his arms
Comments about 'The Ants And The Grasshopper' by Sadia Maqsood
Read this poem in other languages
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
Still I Rise
The Road Not Taken
If You Forget Me
Edgar Allan Poe
Stopping By Woods On A Snowy Evening
I Do Not Love You Except Because I Love You