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[bodytext] => I snuck up on a frog today And watched him sit and stare His green stood out brightly The color of spring grass His eyes, glass marbles Protruding from their sockets When one caught my reflection He jumped for cover Hiding under a blooming mum Deep maroon petals shivering in the breeze Branches reaching for the warm sun Roots begging for water A fly, so tiny and frail Sat upon a petal I swished my hand to scare it It flew straight at my nose Cross eyed I giggled And watched it fly away It's wings irridescent It's body coal black Landing on the window Hardly blending in And through the window I could see The reflection of a robin Red breasted beauty Searching for some twigs It's small perfect beak Pulling at a dandelion The white fuzzy seeds Finally let go Like a hundred dancing fairies Dancing in the breeze One softly tiptoes Across the seat of a tricycle Fire engine red All shiny and new Still sitting in it's parking space In the middle of the sidewalk Light blue chalk on the front wheel From where it parked upon the house The multi colored chalk home Still resting on the cement A set of wet footprints Interrupt the jagged chalk lines They lead into the wet, green grass Where mud is pooling up The sprinkler has been running For hours now it seems Within the misty water A rainbow can be seen Along the breeze that's blowing Laughter can heard Two golden blondes are playing Their faces all aglow The water drips from bathing suits Dirt clinging to their legs And there they stand pointing To a mum with a frog in hiding... [comments] => 6 [counter] => 307 [topic] => 21 [informant] => Lia [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 5 [ratings] => 1 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => Lifepoems )
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