Narrative Poems

The grasshopper, a cheerful chap, enjoyed the summer’s sun.

He danced and played his violin and life was so much fun.

    A little ant passed quietly by and dragged an ear of wheat.

    His life was hard, his day was long  and often far from sweet.

 

“Come on!” called out the grasshopper. “Enjoy this day with me.

There’s music, dance and summer sun - and all of this is free!”

    “I’m storing food for winter though,” the ant called in reply.

    “When winter comes, what will you eat if you don’t put some by?”

 

The grasshopper just laughed and said: “The winter’s far away.

Don’t think about tomorrow now. Enjoy this lovely day.”

    The ant, though, didn’t heed his words but went on with his toil.

    He hauled the heavy ear of wheat across the woodland soil.

 

The autumn came and winter too.  Gone was the summer’s heat.

Poor grasshopper was in a plight with nothing there to eat.

    He trudged up to the small ant’s home and knocked upon his door.

    “Oh please!” he cried. “Give me some food. You’ve plenty in your store.”

 

The little ant said: “No, no, no!  I’ve not enough for you.

Whilst I worked hard to store this food. Well, just what did you do?”

    “I hope you’ve learnt a lesson though. You need to plan ahead,

    And when those cold winds start to blow you’ll know that you’ll be fed.”

 

The grasshopper returned back home. He now knew what he’d do:

"I'll not forget in summer's sun that winter follows, too."

    "I'll follow in my wise friend’s steps, and store some food ahead,"

    But now he trudged home through the snow and went hungrily to bed.

 

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