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I shall sit here on this rose
And wonder why it is I chose
To live the life of a little green frog
Who spends his time in a muddy bog
Ponder what I’ve never had
This part makes me rather sad
Then smile and think, why not for me?
I’m really more than you can see
A princely chap, I don my crown
Of glittered gold, and sparkles round
Oh, to dream of love so true
Under skies of brilliant blue
When finally, I see her there
Wandering, without a care
I call to her, she doesn’t hear
How do I get her to come near?
To share with me, that fated kiss
And grant at last, my one true wish
©2016 Dorinda Duclos All Rights Reserved
Photo via Pixabay
So cute and romantic, in a froggy sort of way 😀 😀
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Ribbit 🙂 Thank you!
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Dorinda, that is so very sweet. These lovely words and that cute picture! OMG 😍😍
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Thank you so much, Erika! He is an adorable little guy 🙂
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Totally…. to die for 😍
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Smiling. Nice one
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Glad you’re smiling 🙂 Thank you!
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Ah! So sweet! Will remember this each time I spot a little frog near the pond. Lovely! Hugs. ❤️❤️
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Thank you, Bushka! Hugs! ❤
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Hugs! ❤
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