A Little Fish

A Little fish I opened a tin of sardines in olive oil for my evening meal. Headless and nicely packed they were except for one that had a head on and was alive. I filled water in a glass jar put the sardine in and fed it bread crumbs. The headless sardines in the tin so still and dead I could not eat them put the tin back in the fridge. My little sardine grew too big for the jar cats were circling the house looking for a way in, so I took it to the empty lake that once had Bluegills fished to extinction, set my sardine free to feed on rotten vegetation I don`t know how fish reproduces, but a year later a school of sardines were swimming around except for one that swam the opposite way- Bonanza! Grilled sardines and the people rejoiced thought it was going to last forever, and then there were none except one my sardine in oil. I went down to the lake when it saw me it was so glad it jumped up in the air and was caught by a passing bird. Empty lake a dead eye in the wilderness tells no story.