Timmy the Frog - Poem
For my children
My children are the light and joy of my life. As a mother I have loved and nurtured them, taught them and gave to them all I had to give.
When the time came, as difficult as it was, I watched them set sail on their own voyage of life, knowing each one has their own path to follow and their own dreams to fulfill.
Some of my poems are little snippets of their lives, moments in time that have warmed my heart.
This poem was inspired by my son who loved to catch frogs and always wanted to keep one as a pet. I tried to explain to him that a frog was not a pet and needed to live his life in his natural habitat with his froggy wife and little tadpoles.
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Timmy the Frog
Timmy the frog hopped into my yard
He came to visit a while
Mom, please can he stay
He wants to play
She nodded with a knowing smile.
So we leapt and we hopped
And we couldn’t be stopped
Through the grass and through the weeds,
Till we found a cool place to rest a while,
Under the shade of the trees
We lay on the ground,
Insects buzzing around
And we gazed at the wide blue sky,
We made not a sound, as we lay on the ground
Watching the clouds float by.
Then I drifted away
As a cloud passed my way
Only to wake with a fright
I gave out a sigh, as the frog waved goodbye
And leapt into the woods out of sight
To: My son Ian, you make me smile.
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