Poetry Friday

I love frogs and listening to frogs at night. So here is one of my favorite frog poems.

"The Great Frog Race"
We used flashlights one night
to find them in the damp and secret
places in the garden.

We put the frogs in a cardboard box
and wet down the driveway.
The garden hose was the finish line.

One by one, we lined up the frogs.
(It wasn't easy.)
We yelled: Ready- Set- Go!

Seventeen frogs leaped in all directions,
croaking. Blurk. Blurk. Blurk.
The Great Frog Race was over quickly.

One by one,
all contestants hopped off
into the moonlight.

by Kristine O'Connell George
in "The Great Frog Race and other poems"