My Summer Assistant Poem by Tor Magnor Solvang

A bumpy friend, a toad I see,
In my yard, he comes to be.
He seeks the damp, the shady spot,
Where bugs and flies will soon be caught.

He loves the rain, the humid air,
A cozy home, beyond compare.
He's shy and still, a quiet guest,
Helping gardens, doing his best.

He eats the bugs that bite and sting,
A natural help, the joy he'll bring.
A healthy sign, he shows to all,
Nature's balance, standing tall.

He hides by day, he hunts by night,
My garden thrives, because he's right.
No need for sprays, no poison harm,
Just nature's way, safe and warm.

So welcome toad, stay if you please,
Among the flowers, and leafy trees.
A friend to plants, a friend to me,
In this small world, happily.