by Cristina Herman
Dear Frog,
Why jump you with such grace and height
From tables, hands and chairs?
Do you aim to bring yourself a death
More dreadful in despair
Than the poor passing of our dear
Broccoli butterfly
So beautiful, so tame and sweet
Who rarely yearned to fly?
Does your sweet moist home
So full of bugs
Not fill you with desire
To spend another day with us
And hear the wee town criers?
I must confess.
There are some days
I'd rather lounge with you
among the crickets
Plastic plants
Within safe walls to rest.
Today we took you in the yard
You jumped among the grass.
How lovely and how camouflaged
You seemed until at last
We saw that crow hovering nearby you
His eyes a sharp clear stare
And off we hustled you back in
To your new home fresh and clean.
Eat my friend now
Enjoy your home,
It can't be all that bad.
If you were to leave us by feast
or feat
We would all be slightly sad.
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