frog song

We were young,

Yellow and green as tree frogs.

Lime and lemon squeezed,

Bursting, bright.

We listened after the rain

And they sang- deep green.

Crickets, flies,

Moths and worms and night.

We felt the sun-
We grew up like trees.
Yellow and warm,
Tall and free.

Softly step
Into the shade.
When life gives you lemons
You make lemonade.

But what to do with limes?
I was afraid.

Then I danced with you
Beneath the trees,
With a backpack full of doubts
and a heart full of dreams.

Sticky and sweet
And starting to rain.
Did you know my dreams
Were lemonade?

But learning to love
Is like learning to paint.

Mix the colors of our lives
And make something new.
With yellow and green
And me and you.