Friday, January 21, 2011

Friday Haiku

Oh, little froggie
we thought you were free-floating,
instead you had croaked.

Surprise, then some tears.
Circle of life and all that.
Unfortunately

the ground is frozen
necessitating improv.
Just what would you do?

A prayer and a flush
was what we resorted to.
A soul wash, of sorts.

2 comments:

Kim Mailhot said...

Oh...that is sad. I know you and Riley were getting a lot out of those little guys.
Adding my prayers to the bowl with yours and saying extras for you two.
(Best Ode of a Frog Haiku in history I am sure !)

Lis said...

frogs represent cleansing ... so a dead frog? hmm ...

happy journeys froggie. You were honored well here!