Little ant

Little Ant

Animated poppy grain
Black and sharp and delicate,
From under the leaves of mint
Now comes out a little ant.

It felt that here, in the garden,
Under the shade, on the table,
Covered by sugar, is shining
Three slices of fluffy pudding.

What a delight, what a flavor!
If would reach the magic tray!
For just a few crumbs of cookie
All the nursery would pray!

The cute toddlers in the nest
Are now waiting for the parents
To return with new supplies
For those who, for hunger, cries.

What more reckonings and talks
The ant deeply breathes and soars
To climb, strong and valiant,
On the steep table on wood.


When, suddenly, without news,
From the house, on the small door,
Running through the green, soft, grass
There comes, stealthily, a girl.

Singing cheerful, with cheeks flushed,
Wearing matched a sailor hat.
She is taking, fast, a pudding
To put it in the skirt pocket.

And the miracle is happened:
From the little chubby hands
Have fallen on the ground, like raining,
A dribble of crunchy crumbs.

The little ant, very pleased,
Quickly put in the small bag
The pieces of sparkling icing
To be for a month to grab.

Running fast towards the nests,
Happy, in a big day mood,
He said with big gratitude:
On my word, I love you, childhood!