Frog on the Lily Pad (POEM)

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One of my originals, I believe the best. Sure, my poems are random and usually make no sense, and whist most of you say they're brilliant think otherwise. I've re-read my book of poems and I now believe, that in my opinion, my poems aren't as bad I had thought. Sought through them, rummaged, received eight paper cuts, I realized that my poems really aren't all bad. And I have you all to thank for my realization. All my friends, readers, fans. Thank you, now enjoy Frog on the Lily pad!

Chapter 1

Frog on the Lily Pad

Mist as heavy as white smoke
Air as pure and fresh as the breath of a baby
Mixtures of emotions from wild to dew set
No losing, no crying, teardrops never forget...
Through the clouds of mist
And the thick fog we do hide
In the pond by the mossy tree,
Within the wild, where we hide
We find a misty, Lily pad
A pad, a pad, not sad, this pad
This pad, indeed
From on that pad, a frog shall feed
A frog shall nest, a frog shall live
A frog shall undergo the depression of the swamp

The mist,
Understood
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This frog,
This darkness
This Lily pad
No one shall know
What lies behind
Those cold frog eyes
Frog on the Lily pad
Speak to me
Understand me
Like no else would
Frog on the Lily pad
Look into my eyes
Can you tell me what you see?
When darkness may take over.

Through the mist
And past the fog
Into the moss
There you'll find what helped me through
Hello, Frog on the Lily pad
Can you help me through,
To understand what happens when I'm awake
Nor asleep
Past the fog,
Into the mist
Frog on the Lily pad
In my heart forever missed.

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