Is that loud croak a way to say,
Good morning in a friendly way?
You sound as if you had a cold,
But it's the way you talk I'm told.
Your eyes are staring straight at me,
I wonder what you really see,
Yet as I stand you take a jump,
And leap about from stump to stump.
Your legs must surely have a spring,
You flip about while jabbering.
I'd like to learn to jump like you,
Without that croaky ballyhoo.
-By Ruth Reuther
Little children, let us not love in word or talk but in deed and in truth.
1 John 3:18