The Dirigible Balloon
Poetry for Children

Ants by Atlas Booth

The ants are out
Collecting drops today
From water-logged flowers
All else washed away

Little soldiers of fortune
Marching ever on
Holding tight to their drops
To the beat of their drums

If you bend down low
On a post-rainy day
You might too hear it
As they go on their way

About the Writer

Atlas Booth

Atlas Booth is a writer who lives in Cape Town, South Africa. He has been published in several lit mags. He enjoys an assortment of teas and cold brew coffee.