Poetry Explorer- Classic Contemporary Poetry, MRS. FRICK'S ANECDOTE, by ELSIE K. HOPWOOD


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MRS. FRICK'S ANECDOTE, by                    
First Line: It was the middle of the morning
Last Line: Bob's little boat moved on.
Subject(s): Animals; Frogs


It was the middle of the morning,
Anne and I walked into the garden.
Halfway up in the sky the sun was shining.
The air so warm and clear
Touched our faces like a gentle caress.
Little seedlings had long peeped through.
Their leaves so fresh and green
Spread a blanket o'er the earth.
The birds high up in the trees
Had not ceased their morning song.
A little pond so cool and gentle,
With its mill wheel standing still,
Seemed to beckon us.
Bob's little sailboat
Was being propelled in "girks."
A Granddad frog was using it
For a resting place.
Every time his throat burst forth
Its deep sonorous call,
Bob's little boat moved on.





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