Hydroplanic Seeds

Toad awoke to an enchanted garden, Abundant with fruit, He hopped along the pebbles that circled round, His eyes gleamed like the jewels encrusted in the fountains, Unlike before his heart felt with delight, The regret of past transgression soon fled, Soon his path brought him to an giant peach, His eyes gleeful as the butterflies that surrounded, He attempted to take a bite, A bite he did as it filled his mouth with such delight, Soon he took another as he took notice to the statues that surrounded him, The figures were that of angels in flight as well as Greek god's and other creatures, One in particular a dragon with the saddest eyes as it towered over all, He felt the lukewarm chill of the air as it caressed him, Again he hopped along the pebble road, Exploring his own personal heaven, He loafed, He took flight into the dreams that seemed so far from reach, Soon he became big as his hop wasn't the same, Years had passed before the colors in his mind began to tarnish, The garden half gone, He sought his way back from which he came but found the hole to small, Still he tried to fit but found his attempts feeble, This puzzled him deeply as he knew no other way out, The toad then grew resentful, Hateful for the pleasures that were bestowed upon him, Without much to partake in, In the years to come, He became stone just as the figures that surrounded him, As he sat there in eternal sleep he realized the harsh truth that forcibly bestowed itself upon him as well as the others