Passing By The Pond Poem by Tony Adah

I'm passing by the pond
A toad greeted me with a throaty voice
I'm not afraid of its bulging eyes
I guess it loves me too
And the croak maybe a forewarning
That the crocodile lies between
The water and the grass.

The pond skaters are shaking
Upon the pond not sinking like Peter
I think they too love me
But their speechlessness
Could be danger on my side.

Some pond weeds flap and float like a frigate
This is where the duck, loon, pelican and the stork
All alight and swim and prey on the fish
And the crocodile lays an ambush
Waiting for all that comes his way
But grandpa said it rats nothing
Than the pebbles of stone!