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The Death of a Tiny Frog
Gnarled and weathered
A looming oak groans
Of a connection long severed
Crying in morbid tones
Softly she creaks
Of the tadpoles she watched grow
By her roots in the creek
Whom she’d had to let go
They left her sheltered leaves
And took to the streets
They left and now she grieves
The patterns that repeat
They live and leave and die
All off the books
Then they’re left to lie
Decaying underfoot
Wailing for those gone too soon
She beckons merciful ears
To gift her a boon
To understand her sprouting fears
Caused by the hustle and bustle that does not stop
Over the death of a tiny frog
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There is a pond near my house that has trails around it and during the summer those trails get covered by dozens of dead gray treefrogs. Some of them have been squished, their bodies smeared on the pavement which inspired me to write this poem.