When a tree frog moves up in the world He becomes a fashionable window frog No longer the pain of a rough tree bark life But rather the pane of easy living
(He grew larger during the summer)
My bedroom window is his buffet An all-he-can-eat buffet of bugs Delicious summer bugs shared around With an uncommon house gecko of style
(He’s really big now)
I look out at a hungry tree frog, you see But now – is he looking hungrily in at me?