frogs
In the quiet of the night, beneath the silver glow, Frogs gather round the lily pads, in gentle ebb and…
In the hush of dusk, a chorus starts, Frogs call out with ancient hearts. In marsh and pond, their voices…
In the stillness of the night, where shadows dance, Frogs sing their symphony, a moonlit romance. Their voices rise in…
In the quiet of the night, where shadows dance, Beneath the silver moon’s soft, gentle trance, A chorus rises from…
In the moonlit marsh they gather, Cloaked in emerald green, Tiny choir of the evening, Singing songs serene. Beneath the…
Beneath the silver moon’s embrace, In tranquil ponds, a hidden place. The frogs begin their nightly song, A chorus where…
Beneath the moonlit canopy Where shadows dance and play The frogs begin their symphony To greet the close of day…