Tiny tree frog, tiny tree frog,
Though there’s millions like you;
You’re unique and individual,
One of a very few
Chirping tree frogs, chirping tree frogs,
The roar of your voices drowns all;
I see you among the leaves,
Covering the tree bark in the fall
Little tree frogs, little tree frogs,
Going chirp, chirp, on a branch;
Your voices tell me summer’s almost over,
Time to get ready for winter’s chance
Dying tree frogs, dying tree frogs,
You’re lives are almost done;
Will I see you next year?
How will I know you’re the one?
Chuck Connors, September 26, 2009
Thursday, October 1, 2009
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