the frog

A frog jumps from lilly pad to lilly pad,


Why is he jumping so high?

Into the sky

Why he must be mad!

He is never going to reach the stars!



A trickle of water drops from the roof,

Landing right in the middle of my face,

I look at it wondering why,

Why did it make me wet and cold,

Now u have to go change my clothes.



The tree, tall and strong,

Arms as wide as an elephant,

Anchored to the ground,

Nowhere to go, except for here,

Looking down upon all the people,

And giving the Tui’s a place to rest their head.