In emerald leaves where secrets hide,
A rainforest frog begins to slide,
With jeweled skin and eyes so soft,
Down the leaves of his lofty croft.
Amidst the trees, a ribbetting song,
A melody both sweet and strong,
It leaps through shadows, from branch to tree
Never knowing, never caring, always free.
In the bath of rain-made mud,
He has no care for strife nor blood,
A fragile miracle, alive and glad,
Unknowingly innocent of things so bad.
Oh, humble frog of lush, green grace,
Your beauty blooms in this wild place,
A testament to nature's art—
A tiny wonder with a tiny heart.
What a sweet and beautiful poem! You really do vividly paint a lovely and simple picture! Great rhymes too! I miss reading poetry about simple and beautiful things like this, thank you for sharing this poem : )
Ever so Fantastic! .. A miracle of God these ever so precious little ones! ..
A beautiful poem embellished with wonderful imagery. I can see the rainforest frog sliding on the emerald leaves! 'A testament to nature's art'... beautiful line from a well crafted poem.
Deeply beautiful! .. I always loved frogs! .. So Magnificently composed! ..Bravo! .. Endless 10'S And Stars! ..++++++++++++++++++++++ And More
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A very pleasant and and well written poem! Continue writing such charming pieces!