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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=511355" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Fascination</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=511355" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">My little brother crouches down, studying the ground, intently.<br>His porky legs look cute in their long grey socks and he doesn't <br>seem to notice I am here.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=511355" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">I creep over beside him to see that which holds his attention.<br>The ground is alive with ants, little tiny creatures moving in never<br>ending formation.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=511355" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">We both crouch to watch the ants, studying them, enthralled.<br>Mother is wondering where we are, calling to us.<br>"We're watching little men marching, " we reply, giggling</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=511355" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">She rushes out, hands dripping with soap suds, pinny wet.<br>"Men! " she says, in a worried tone. "What men? "<br>"Ant men" we say. "they're playing soldiers".</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><a href="http://poems.citatepedia.com/">poem</a> by <strong><a rel="author" href="http://authors.citatepedia.com/by.php?a=Ruth+Walters">Ruth Walters</a></strong></div>

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