The Termites

Our
high and
mighty
termite
mound
arises
far above
the ground,
and just as
deep, grows
underground.
Our nest is
blessed to be
immense.   It gives
us all a firm
defense, superior
to any fence.   It
shields us from our
enemies.   It keeps us
cooler, by degrees.
From floods and droughts
it guarantees.   A prize
nobody will assign in
architectural design, but
still our hill suits us just fine.

Douglas Florian, “The Termites” from Insectopedia. Copyright © 1998 by Douglas Florian. Reprinted with the permission of Houghton Mifflin Harcourt, Inc. This material may not be reproduced in any form or by any means without the prior written permission of the publisher.
Source: Insectlopedia (Houghton Mifflin Harcourt, 1998)
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