Nobody Is Perfect
Lake Heights, NSW
Only with eyes of his
Could eagle spot the miniscule
Ant foraging on the ground.
Fully fed and content
Eagle took pity on
The solitary little fellow.
‘For goodness sake, alone,
So small, such short sighted creature,
How can you ever find your way to
A morsel hidden on the ground?’
Little ant scout got the message
Loud an’ clear and promptly replied:
‘With the entire world to see
My feathery noble friend
Lord Master of the sky,
See far and wide you can indeed,
Alas, you cannot see
What’s under your nose.
’Cause if you did you’d also know
My cousin is hitching a free flight
To you unbeknown. In amongst
Your under-carriage feathers
There’d be a few more of my kind.
You see big bird nobody knows it all.’