SNAKE

You're hopping along.  Minding your own business.  And suddenly it appears.

 

A snake in the grass.

Secretly slithering, it grabs you from behind. 

Quite unexpectedly ruining your afternoon.

Because you are now dinner.

You squeak, shriek, cry out to the world, "Save me!"  

But the humans ignore your cries.  

Too horrified to react. Too frightened to intervene. 

Even the few who find your predicament fascinating shake heads and mutter excuses: 

"Nature must take its course."

But nature must be mistaken!  Surely she has a different course in mind!

You struggle and strive, assuring the universe, "I will not be destroyed by this snake in the grass!"

 

Sunlight sputters.  Steps back for Shade.

 No matter how valiantly you resist, it appears that the snake in the grass may swallow you. 

Whole.

 

Fear not!  Struggle on!

Because God invented Boys. And Puppies. And sticks.

A Super-Hero trio that ignores humans, and can conquer any snake in the grass. 

Allowing all of us frogs to hop, and sing, for another day.