Still, Silent, Safe… until it is not.

Floating steady it stays minding its own until its world comes crashing down with a croaking sound.

No, not the world but a frog abusing the safety of a surface upon the dangerous water.

A trade of poor music for safety was all the Frog had to give.

Soon though as life always does just as you begin to feel safe, catastrophe happens…

The water ripples the only warning before the Frogs greatest fear consumes him.

Safety is gone and suffering is no more.

The Lily rises once more above the water… still, silent, safe.

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A fly away day dreamer happily grounded by a child on each foot and a wonderful husband who always has my back. So I write my daydreams for now until our children develop wings of their own.

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