Talk To A Frog - Poem by Christina Sunrise
Jim got jealous and said,
"Suzy talks to the guy in red."
John retorted with a fast reply,
"Jim, Suzy would talk a frog,
that's no lie."
Well, Jim I guess John was right,
I talk to geckos who jump with delight—
right on the top of my hand,
one of course did so land.
Once in a while when I feeling blue—
I think of you-and
there you'll be—
a gecko in front of me.
Thanks for visiting me in a gecko form
taking the time to truly transform.
Written by Suzae Chevalier on April 21,2012
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