Frog Song 

  The evening is crisp,

the sun long asleep.

The moon cradles the sky

nestled, in her sky hammock.

As the evening comes to a close

and little babes are tucked into sleep,

a chorus of frogs brings the evening alive with song. 

Perhaps they are rejoicing as the winter changes to spring.

Perhaps it’s a love song to the moon that they sing.

Whatever the reason, our ears embrace their bold melody. 

Sing my friends, 

this evening is your stage 

and children’s ears your adoring audience.

And so the night goes on, 

radiating with sweet music. 



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