The poem

 The Father




  In the world of ants, a tiny laborer toils
   
  Carrying a burden among the fertile soils
   
  A sugar cube?, towering high and grand!
  
  In the ant's small world, a mighty demand



   With legs moving swiftly, a noble feat
  
   The ant marches on, never facing defeat



  Through grass and gravel, he perseveres
  
  Against the odds, shedding no tears
  
  A symbol of resilience in the world so vast
  
  A lesson in fortitude, meant to last



   Oh, tiny ant, with your mighty load
   
   You teach us lessons on life's rugged road
   
   The power of persistence, in your tiny frame
  
   A reminder that even the smallest can claim

   

   So onward he trudges, with unwavering might , 
  
   For his little kingdom..!

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