Fish Poem

One warm summer day I went down to the sea

Where two little fishes came swimming with me.

The sun glistened bright on their silvery scales

As they darted about with their lemony tails.

I wondered if mere curiosity

Had bidden the fish to come swimming with me,

And I watched as they playfully fluttered around

In the billowing sand from my feet on the ground.

Prone I would lie on the cool gentle swells

And feel the light stroke from their bright yellow tails.

Their black button eyes seemed to sparkle with light,

Their joie de vivre made me laugh with delight.

One warm summer day I went down to the sea,

To swim—all alone, I thought I would be.

Whoever would guess that my cohorts and friends

Would be bright silver fish with lemony fins?

Kelly Turner ©

August 26, 2009