Someone suggested the topic to me, and although it was not the kind of topic that I usually write on, I still gave it a try. Hope you all like it!
When Fish Learn to Fly
One morning, as I lay in bed,
Looking out the window at the sky overhead.
At the slow drifting clouds and the sky so vast,
I saw a school of fish fly past!
I sprang to my feet with a remarkable scream,
Slapped myself to check for a dream;
I walked to the window and rubbed my eyes,
But sure enough, they filled the skies!
Beautiful, colourful fish, floating all around,
Or should I say flying, as weird as it may sound?
I watched joyously with laughs and grins,
As the fish all flapped their tiny little fins.
I watched them all day as I went about,
Spotted a sardine, a salmon and a trout.
Curious and eager to find out more,
I went to a lake and walked along the shore.
Sure enough, I saw a sparrow or two,
A crow and something that looked like a cuckoo.
I laughed hard that day on the things I had seen,
Wiping my watery eyes in between.
But then I wondered that if fish could fly,
I could do anything I wanted, couldn’t I?