Ants

When ants come to eat our delicious cake, we pour water and flood them in a lake. I loved ants when I was 7,

But I started hating them when I turned 11.

Ants are different kinds like big and small,

But we can’t communicate with ants in a different language call.

Ants are different colors and I have seen only 2,

What if ants were shiny and blue!

Ants like sweet and salty food,

Sometimes when they feed on my sweet rose milk, I become rude.

And now that my hibiscus plant is slanted by the rain, I saw the ants feel bored and walk away in pain.