Frog Poems
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, they thrive.Their eyes, like jewels, glint and gaze,Reflecting…