07 April 2012

Curse of the yellow frogs

With his eyes still closed
he was murmuring
(Or is whispering the more apt word)
anyways it makes little difference
“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

I did not see coming 

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