My Frog

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Each night I put
a bowl of water out
come morning it’s
cloudy and used.
Finally I see
my unknown guest
a frog of giant proportions
sleeping in a corner
of the garage he
now calls home.

When people ask me
if I live alone
I think of the many
critters that live
with and around me.
I smile and say, “With God.”

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