On a warm evening
A frog leaps through the flowers
As if she likes to inspire my pen
And make her presence felt
So I wrote her this poem
To celebrate and apologize
For the broom I’ve poked on her belly
And the fright I caused her
But wait, she too frightened us
Me and my auntie as we enjoyed our evening.
On that lovely evening in each others company where you spoilt me with sweet Chicken soup and lovely baobab juice, home made ???