The milk bottles were resting amidst geraniums
on the doorstep this morning,
to be picked up with half-open eyes
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Michael...from the milk bottles to the journey to the door, this had my attention. The pacing is perfect. Enjoyed the read. Take care, John
och, you're a witty wee lad...heartless and artless...it's sink or swim for anty-heroes...
But what of the one at the sink? Will there be a sequel where it runs frantically round and round the plughole, called, 'My Giddy Ant'?
Michael, interesting statement, ... we do care more for large things than for small. I guess being large (relative to an ant) , we relate more to creatures closer to our own size? Whatever the reason, it's nice to know there are those like you who do not descriminate. Great poem! ! Brian