Rain Frogs

Twelve tree frogs sing in loud chorus on this damp, foggy morn Their vocal would break the sound barrier By it nature is torn Fog caresses the valley Settles loosely on trees Exaggerates the silhouettes Moistens all the leaves The frogs have removed the silence Their din walks on nerves They need another residence Where they won't be heard Ship them to another planet Box them up in damp wrap Let them start a new settlement Send them, get them trapped My prayer for rain was answered This morn is nice and cool The frogs loved it also, singing To God their thanks refueled For a moment I was ungrateful The constant din distrubed Now I am accepting of the sound Let them sing unpreturbed The tree frogs or rain frogs came out in wild excitement last night following the rain.. Sponsor: Elly Wouterse Contest: A Positive Poem Written: Tuesday, June 24, 2014