Watching ants
By Myra King
Giants are we that see
those little mites
of black and legs
following their tales
of trails
carrying to nest
their loads at least
the weight of three
but a mere grain
to you and me
Giants are we that see
those little mites
of black and legs
following their tales
of trails
carrying to nest
their loads at least
the weight of three
but a mere grain
to you and me
Australian Children’s Poetry 
Lovely, Myra! I’ll share this one with my boys.
Short, pithy and effective!
Thanks ACP! : – )