A Fawn and a Frog

A springtime fawn found a placid pond and knelt down for a drink. She bent her knees into the mud, And placed her velveted chin parallel to the pond and the dawn found the edge of the earth. The touch of the fawn’s Mouth made the water wake. (and all things in it). And as she drank, the orchestra played the pond-song play. The whole pond awoke to the sound of the little, lapping, fawn’s tongue-song. A tadpole was freed and ...Swam in the song. He surfaced. Greened in the dawn. And surprised the fawn. He saddled her sweet new nose With his bright green clothes. And she sneezed him Aloft a red virgin rose.