Craig Cornish Poet Quatorzain

Freddie the Frog

Freddie the frog with the lopsided hop
would travel in circles 'til he tired and stopped,
then jumped into the pond with a giant kerplop
as the bullfrogs laughed and croaked 'til they dropped.

It mattered not where Freddie was bound,
even when swimming he went round and round -
amongst all the pollywogs he was renowned
for going and going and not gaining ground.

Poor Freddie had no trouble just staying busy
but circling and circling made him so dizzy;
he lived in a pond he never could cross
but one thing's for sure, he never got lost.

So no matter your problems, or where you start,
you'll always get home if you just trust your heart!

A nod to Theodor Geisel

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Rhonda Johnson-Saunders May 24, 2020 at 10:24 AM Craig, thank you for lightening the load! You made my day...I, too, was getting bogged down. It's a rainy day here in South Florida, and in my own daydreams, I thought it was raining bullschitt. xx Rhonda