A little bit of poem

I was packing my room and organising my photo albums the other day. I found this whole album consisting photos of me and sis during my Aussie trip in 2003. On the front of the album, there is a poem I wrote, inspired by the Aussie green tree frog. It was accompanied by my copied sketch of a frog.





Here goes:

"If aim was high
But leap was low
Fret not, my friend,
for the greatest things were once small.

Believe in the ultimate
For it was once insignificant.

Be determine for progress
As life cannot be held captive
Like moments frozen on frames.

I, the green tree frog,
One day you will be like me.
He who leaps high
Will find his very own tree!"

(10th Jan 2003)