two frogs

i am not that little frog mama

who meets a carabao one day

and makes a comparison between

big and bigger

bigger and biggest

what i see mother is simply huge, just that.

i know what a carabao is

and i do not

wish to ask you to be one.

Mother, I have learned the lesson

about the bursting of

false pride and arrogance.

i have learned too

that far pastures are not always

that greener. I do not wish you

to burst like the one that i have

read in a children's book.

I do not want to lose

you Mother. This small pond is enough

for us, Mother. This is a happy pond.

This is just perfect for both of us.

The carabao story is not really funny, Mother.

I have learned my lesson the hard way,Dear Mother.

Let us croak. Let us sing a happier song for this

rainy season with the new tadpoles, my Dear Mother

even without Father.