Frog Poem
Heart of marsh, cattails sway,
Kingdom where croakers hold sway.
Chorus rises as day wanes,
Frog poem, notes refrained.
Emerald guardians on lily pads,
Leaping, diving, playful lads.
Moon's soft ray,
Their dance, their play.
Song weaves rich, deep,
Lullaby, world to sleep.
Symphony bold,
Frog poem, story told.
Raindrops, cool night,
Dew on grass, morning light.
Ribbit and croak, tales unfold,
Frog poem, never old.
Night falls soft,
Marsh rhythm aloft.
Every croak, world unfolds,
Frog poem, nature's stories told.
Summary
The “Frog Poem” celebrates the enchanting world of frogs in their natural marsh habitat. It describes their vibrant lives as they sing, leap, and play, especially under the moonlight. The poem captures the essence of their nightly chorus, likening it to a lullaby that soothes the world into sleep. It highlights the frogs as storytellers of the natural world, with each croak revealing tales of nature, from raindrops to morning dew. This poem is an ode to the frogs’ unique role in the ecosystem, painting them as both guardians and performers of the marsh.
