In a world where whispers of leaves tell tales, A little frog embarked on trails. Through Spring’s embrace, vibrant and new, Where flowers danced and the grasses grew. Summer came with a golden glow, Warm breezes taught the streams to flow. The frog leaped high under sun’s bright eye, Chasing dragonflies across the sky. Autumn…
In the golden reeds, where whispers weave, A lone frog leaps at the close of day. Emerald hues beneath an amber eve, Where shadows dance and water sprites play. Through lily pads and ripples round, It hops with a heart so free, Chasing sunsets, where dreams are found, In the twilight’s melody. Each leap a…
In a realm where whispers dance with the breeze, A frog croaked tales beneath the emerald trees. Its eyes, like glistening orbs, caught the light, Reflecting dreams of day, secrets of night. Along came a dragonfly, wings ablaze, Gliding over waters, a living haze. With a ballet of iridescence and grace, It hovered above, in…
In the heart of the emerald marshland’s embrace, Where the lily pads float and the dragonflies race, There lies a realm, under moon’s silvery glow, Where the night comes alive with a croaking crescendo. A symphony of frogs, in their grand aquatic hall, Leap and serenade ‘neath the twilight’s soft call. Each ribbit a note,…
1. Reflections in the Ripple In a pond, serene and still, Frogs perch on lilies, at their will, Their croaks ripple through the night, Echoing under the moon’s soft light. Amidst the reeds, they find their choir, A symphony in the marsh’s attire, Each note a splash, a leap, a dive, In their aquatic world,…
