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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."

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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."

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The grasshopper returned back home.

      He now knew what he’d do:
'I'll not forget in summer's sun

     That winter follows, too.

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."I'll follow in my wise friend’s steps,

     And store some food ahead,"   

But now he trudged home through the snow

      And, hungry, went to bed.

 

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