In the quiet pond so deep,
Little froges softly leap.
Ripples dance beneath moon's gleam,
Shadows paint a dreamlike scene.
Froges sing in croaks so sweet,
Underneath the starry sheet.
Nature's choir in gentle breeze,
Serene beauty meant to appease.
Their chorus echoes through the night,
A lullaby of pure delight.
Close your eyes, let peace descend,
As froges' songs bring dreams to mend.
