Bugs fly over my head

I lay in the grass, small bugs fly over my head. They are so busy. They have so much to do and say to each other.
Above the bugs the birds fly over the trees. They are very busy chatting, collecting, building, defending. They have so much to do, so much to say!
Above the birds I see a plane. Its full of people, very busy people. Chatting, working, thinking, moving here and there. Busy, busy people.
Above the plane is a space station. Housing very smart, very important people, doing very important test and experiments. Changing the world with their discoveries.
Way down here, down with my back on the ground, laying in the grass, looking up to the sky, I have no one to talk to and nothing to do!
I like it this way.