The “ribbit” of the frog
Sitting on his lilypad,
He lashes out for winged morsels,
Mear bits to sustain–
He never complains.
Enough it is for him to sit
Watching day turn to night
And night to day.
Never bored,
Never desiring more,
He lives by heaven’s design.
Lazy–he is not!
Wanting for nothing
He is content.
I long to be like the frog
Taking only what I need,
Wanting nothing more,
Living by my nature…
Simplicity.
~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
Dom DiFrancesco 
O divine simplicity!! Lovely poem!
Thank you, I wasn’t sure how the “ribbit” would work, but I guess it worked okay.
It sure did as it made the reader feel the frog and connect the metaphor!
Ribbit;). Ribbit!
Now if only I could become a prince. 🙂
Ribbit’s for frogs, we go “provit”. Love your homely nature.
Thank you very much, I know it was a bit odd, but you can’t blame a guy for trying. 🙂
I never thought of frogs like that…
This one was a bit odd for me as I had pieces of it in my head all day and had to try to fill in the blank spots to fulfill the message. I hope I was successful. 🙂
I think you did a pretty good job on that.