Dawn’s pinks and purples
Wait for Sun to show its face
Daybreak colors pale

What happened to eggs
Ditch is dry brutal drought’s woes
We will never know

From flatulent frogs
Bubbles rise ripple water
Laughing in the lake

Bullfrog watches me
From a puddle drying up
Ditch has done gone dry

It is so like men
Breaking wind water bubbles
pulled a frog’s finger

Trees form a green crown
Against the sunset’s orange grays
Another day gone