I'm afraid I have a Lilly Pad love
That If I stay to long I'll sink into the water
So i hop and hop much like a little frog
From Lilly Pad to Lilly Pad
Refusing to sink
I don't stop to look at the water underneath
Or the flowers floating on the water beside me
I wander what would happen if I just took that leap and went into the water
Instead of letting myself sink.
I wonder what its like to be a tree frog who leaps from tree to tree.
And not live the life of a Lilly Pad love.
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letters to...
PoetryMostly just random poems some go together some don't * pomes are being taken off this one and moved to another book for love*
