The Frog

I woke up in the morning, and had a dream about a frog.

He said, “I think we should try to pray.” Before he faded to the fog.

Henry’s sick and my girl’s asleep and the world keeps spinning around.

I prayed for this, cause I can’t weep, even when I’m feeling down.

I’m driving on the Lakeshore. The view is better in the day.

Going slower, I see more, than the grind of that highway.

The sun is slowly sinking. Everybody made it through.

There never was a worry, but that’s just what I do.

Dennis Mantin


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