Experience

Experience
A tiny toad, flattened and dry
But still stretching forth its long
Delicate fingers (the probable victim
of an auto accident)
Afforded a glimpse into the
Mystery of Life for a three-year-old
The power to draw her interest
Resided in it still; tho’ all that
Remained was a paper-like silent
image
It gained her bright concentrated
attention
And underwent a prolonged
examination
A turning of it this way
then that
At last the final pronouncement
“Can’t Jump”