To The Good Life - Dec. 16, 2025

if we were ants passing

on the sidewalk, we’d never

stop and chat

you know an ant’s life,

pure stop and go

no in-between speeds,

barely a word in passing,

never weather or health,

only clues to find food

I wonder if the older ones

are allowed to cheat

on theirs naps

or walk at a gentler pace,

if crossing paths with a friend,

might sneak off under a bush

and exercise the option we do -

bring a bottle and have some fun

of all creatures,

ants have earned the right

to understand the phrase,

well-deserved