A kind intension

Look at what I've learned today, I'll talk and talk my mind away. I saw a child sitting, laughing, madly at a frog in passing. The mother uttered words of bad things, silenced baby and all the glad things.

Imagine what his thoughts had rendered in his growing mind so tender. It is hard to not remember his expression that December.

You grabbed his arm then violently, casting stones inside of me. His laughter faded, tears inflated flowing through with time frustrated. I felt the pressure of a knife, despairingly, placed into my heart as he turned and stared at me.

I could not act. The thought was scared to be. I raised my eyes and the mother glared at me. He lost faith in his plan to love to be. He kept screaming but just wouldn't lose sight of me.

Our frog lept off into the distance, planning to catch flies then leap back into existence. There lied a chance yet. I knew it and couldn't miss it.

I gave chase and dove straight into the green lagoon, surely a great buffoon. I caught the culprit, for some reason I couldn't help it. But if I can bring my face into an eyes reflection, let it be with a smile and a kind intension.

I made my way to that sightly mom I mentioned. She was bragging to friends about her loving nature vacation. The frog did the hard bounce into her blouse and gave himself a look about.

The stars then filled me all around, as they looked me up and down. The child went from tears to laughter. I've passed the look that meant disaster into smiles climbing faster. Maybe late in time he'll mention how to laugh in time's of tension.