Blue Frog

I colored a blue frog,

to leap from my notebook,

to blend and become one

with the sky.

To croak a song for the clouds, 

birds and the sun, 

twinkling stars and pearly moon.

No, not poisonous, 

devoid of alkaloids,

with pink tadpoles.

Just a terrestrial amphibian,

with lofty dreams of flying high,

to see the blue, to be the blue.