Oh To Be a Fish
I'm clinging to a rock,
Being battered by the waves.
At the mercy of the sea,
Living long and tedious days.
No escape for me,
Life's a constant tussle
Relentlessly being pounded,
It's not easy being a mussel.
Stuck here on this rock
Filtering away all day.
Nothing to eat but plankton,
I wish I could swim away.
Oh, to be a fish
And cruise the open sea,
I may be shackled to my rock,
But I dream of being free.
Copyright © Gary Smith | Year Posted 2016
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