100. Four Frog Concert in the Lily Pool

100.  Four Frog Concert in the Lily Pool

There was a giant sweet cherry tree on the south border of the yard, and a butternut tree way at the southwest end of the back yard.  The huge maple tree between the house and the garage brushed the tall willow tree.  The weeps of the willow tree stretched low trying to reach the round lily pool in the center of the yard.

Every spring, we took the tarps off the lily pool and dug out the straw to revive the hibernating frogs and pink lilies that bloomed in the summer.  When we filled the shallow pool with water, the green lily pads would quickly cover the surface.  There were always frogs in the lily pool.  I would lie on my stomach by the pool, and watch the frogs peeking out from between the pads and jumping to catch bugs flying by.

 

FOUR FROG CONCERT

Four frogs sitting on a lily pad,
Singing songs both sweet and sad.
They sang in beautiful harmony,
‘Til one jumped off and there were three.

Three frogs singing on a lily pad,
Got way off key and sounded bad.
They croaked and croaked, “What shall we do?”
So one jumped off and there were two.

Two frogs sitting on a lily pad,
Sang happy songs that made them glad.
Delightful duets made the evening fun.
Then one jumped off and there was one.

One frog sitting on a lily pad,
Sang three solos, that’s all he had.
He jumped from the pad, then there were none.
The four-frog lily pool concert was done.

4 thoughts on “100. Four Frog Concert in the Lily Pool

  1. Sue Sauer

    Delightful! Thanks for this lovely memory/poem!🙂. Especially welcome in this wintry Michigan weather!

  2. Clare

    Very clever and enjoyable poem. I like frogs also except the time when I opened the pool umbrella and little white frogs fell on my head! Clare

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