poem about frogs

Emerald realms, lilies float,Wild whispers gently gloat.Jesters green, croaky note,Frogs in their anecdote.Moon’s sheen, pads serene,Leaping, landing, unseen.Splashing words ripple clear,Night’s whispers they endear.Bulging eyes, orbs of glass,Watching world quietly pass.Singing rains, spring they bring,Chorus under night’s wing.Princes of the pond’s domain,Crowned by reeds in summer’s reign.Every hop, story bold,Nature’s cycles, brave and told.Ode to…