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An Amphibian Moment...
Being the infant
that you were,
there you sat;
hunched knees
and settle butt looking
with piercing eyes
reflecting stand-off thoughts
as you huffed and puffed.
Like a water pump
pumping out,
your lungs pumped in
balancing the nature of life.
In your emerald grey
and black polka-dotted sheen
your thinking eyes
momentarily pondered
my raised foot;
you flashed a broad smile
and suddenly hopped away...
leaving me innocent
of a crime of ignorance
of nature:
Later in the night
your croaking echoes
flowed into the empty vase
of my ears
as I stared out into the forest.
