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Duckweed Crown

~We used to stalk frogs together..
I'd tell her that in every pond
there was a frog king 
who wears a duckweed crown..
Every time we spotted one
she'd whisper
"daddy is that the king 
with the duckweed crown?"
and every time I'd whisper yes.

She's all grown up now..
a little lost (like most) 
hopping amidst frosted lily pads
one heartbeat above the water line..
a thinning soul dodging teeth
still searching for a frog king
with a emerald crown~

Copyright © Anthony Biaanco




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