Caviling Froggy

You rise with the sun,

You set with the sun,

You fly with the winds…

On the red tree is your nest,

Where you slumber and rest…

I’ve heard you tweet,

Oh, your voice’s so sweet…

When at dusk you sing,

Wiggling your tail,

The darkness you dispel and ail…

I love to see you flutter your wings,

I love to see you fluff your feathers,

I love the colours you’ve donned…

I wish were a bird like you…

Who could fly in all weathers…

But to my dismal, I am a frog in the pond…

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