The Frog and the Princess – Things That Go Splat
Alone in the evening and quite spent from a long day of caring for her subjects, our lovely Princess rests quietly in the castle. Her heart is golden, and she works tirelessly to care for the many interests of the kingdom. She is beautiful, both inside and out. Though strong and well beyond capable, there are times she wishes someone would leap forward, and lend a hand. Kingdoms cannot run themselves. Yet.
The council, the jesters and the stately ones too, would keep the Princess quite busy, through the day and the night. She loved helping and caring, even guiding when needed, she would give selflessly and smile lovingly, no matter how tired. Never asking anything in return, this lovely one just gave. How very beautiful, and kind without measure, no wonder that frog loved her as treasure.
And speaking of the frog, and things jumpy and bold. What was he thinking approaching like that! The guards are well trained and will defend. The Princess thought all frogs knew that, yet this one was different and seemed so sure and true. Hmm, she thought, that frog seemed on a mission and was determined too. Her lovely smile appears quite suddenly, as she remembers the way he smiled at her, through the cartwheels, as he flew.
Love
Days go by and some nights do too, and the lovely Princess works tirelessly, loving and caring for the kingdom, but sometimes she still feels blue. In her royal chamber each night she tries to relax and recover, and let the worries of the kingdom slip away. But the worries remain, and this lovely one receives very little rest, and no reprieve. Yet she still loves and gives of herself, selflessly. She is love and kindness.
We move now to the frog, sticky and bold. With a slightly wounded pride, he hops along, determined and courageous, and a little nuts. He’s got a mission and, well, by now we know he follows through. It doesn’t mean he succeeds, and he isn’t on that one bit. But this frog is different, he doesn’t know the meaning of the word, quit.
He knows his mission is for more than he. He loves her completely, unconditionally. So he hops along, determined and quite fast, only one guard left, to get past. He makes it to the concourse, a place with memories bitter sweet, and opens his heart, and spins a beat.
It is nighttime in the kingdom and all is quiet. Now, from the castle grounds, comes a sound both lovely and pure. All things hold their breath as this beautiful sound arises. It fills the air with sweet stirrings of love, care and darling surprises. It is breathtaking and sweet, and soothing as well, it is a song of love and care, and longing so deep.
First Light
The morning brings bright, warm sunshine, and as the kingdom wakens from sleep, the frog hops back to the pond, his mission for today, complete. He hops on flipper book, to love her from afar, his morning sunshine, the lovely Princess, his dream. He falls asleep with a smile, dreams of her all through his soul.
The Princess awakens quite rested and refreshed. What strangeness is this she thinks, with a smile. A good night’s rest, and dreams happy and sweet!? She leaps from her chamber, refreshed and renewed, the kingdom shines brighter than ever, and she does too! She knows something’s different but isn’t sure what, she smiles again. (Let’s just stop here for a sec, and let the effect of that smile sink in. She’s so damn fine.)
Not the first time ever, but since long ago, it’s true. Strange things can happen in love, even kingdoms can feel it’s effect too. The Princess is lovely and is graceful, she is also brilliantly intelligent, another of her wonderful traits. So it was with interest, that she observed the small slimy flipper trail, leading away from the castle gates. And she smiles a small, curious smile.
The Splat
Our friend the frog tosses and turns, his sleep filled with dreams of her. His frog heart beats it’s beats for the Princess, and grows it’s love more and more. Then -SPLAT- he woke up on the floor. He blinks his frog eyes, sleepy and confused. What the heck just happened, he doesn’t know. He smiles, always thinking of her, and begins to prepare. He will find every way to care for her and give to her his all. A monumental dream for a frog so small.
Now something has happened, mysterious and unclear. Perhaps this is a love story, and it’s just begun to grow. And what about this new ‘splat’ thing, does anyone know? Let’s keep our heart strings crossed and root for these two. Because things are about to get lit, I know you saw it coming too.
