I wonder who named you

Toad

It doesn’t seem fitting

It doesn’t do you justice

It leaves out

Your calm demeanor

You hop with dignity

And serene disposition

You’re not all hyper like a frog

Or slippery

It fails to describe

Your companionable ways

We sit together on the step

To watch the darkness settle in

And ponder life

I wonder at your name

You wonder

Why I talk to Toads…

But you seem to like my company

And our evening reverie

Sara Mathews     November 2015