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The Frog Princess


Once upon a time there was a teeny tiny frog hiding under a rock in the creek

The noises were loud and not ones she found inviting

She tried and she tried and still couldn't do it; she felt very weak

 

The frog was waiting for a sound of comfort; one that meant family was near

But, it never appeared.....the little frog was waiting 

She was left trembling in fear

 

Til one day, the frog decided she had enough of the waiting and weakness

She hopped out on a lilly pad into the sunlight

She ate her first fly and claimed her right as a princess

 

 

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