Ant Story

Ant Story
I met an ant that piteously said
He was a long way from home
Lost because he had missed
The trail of his fellow worker drones
My ant friend said unless I helped him
Find where the rest of his clan went
He would never see his family again
And as he sobbed his big ant eyes glowed
In the sunlight like beacons
In the darkness at night

I asked him where did he see them last
And he told me it was on a windswept slope
Two days walk away where the crow flies
Where the boa boab tree grows
And so it was that I was moved to help him
Get back on the scent trail 2 days old

So began our odyssey and an extraordinary plight
And the beginning of a life long bond
A kinship between a red bull and a smaller brown ant
Linked by genes from prehistoric times
We trekked across the Nullarbor Plain
Hitching rides on windswept leaves
Until he sighted familiar treks
And at last after two days of searching
We found his family nest
Hidden in the red soils of the plain
And his vast family of two million other ants
Who welcomed the lost sheep home!