Curse of the yellow frogs

With his eyes still closed

half

he was murmuring

(Or is whispering the more apt word)

anyways it makes little difference

now

“In a few days

there will be frogs

big yellow  ones

croaking all over your

front porch.

An evil hex I tell you

you got to pray hard

to get over this one”

Now I get it.

That was two nights  ‘fore

you were left at my door
my frog prince

in a shoe box

still warm with baby smell

but the blanket …

the kinder blue with

yellow frog prints

That

I did not see coming