These ants come out after it rains, I watch them meander around the dirt. There’s this one fat one, moving differently.
“is he injured?”
There’s something about this one ant.
Oh…. He’s old. Today is likely his last Day. Should I feel sad 😢? It’s just the way of things. Maybe he had a great life. Maybe he was a rockstar ant. I’ll leave him be . That ant lived,and his name was Robert Paulson.
dawn 