once upon a time
there sat a frog
he sat upon
a bump on a log
he sat there through sunshine
and rain and fog
he saw the world go by
while he was nestled in sod
all the other kids thought he was boring
but I knew he was wise
he was watching the events of the world
go by
so, I decided to sit with him too
at first, I sat cross-legged
without my shoes
but my feet got cold
and when it rained, I got wet
when it became night
I felt ready to set
my sights towards home
but there sat that frog
so, I got up and shook myself off
I settled back down
beside the creature
the creature who had neither
twitched a wink or moved an eye
he sat staring forward at where the ground met the sky
so, I stared there too and then I saw why
the sunrise was beautiful like painting the sky
and when the light broke, I felt I could cry
because circling there above the horizon
was the past, the future, and the present to rise in
conjunction with the sun, the moon, and the stars
I sat there throughout the whole day staring towards Mars
I now understand that frog with all my heart
sometimes it takes sitting still to become smart
- E. Lexi Abbott
E. Lexi Abbott 