Ann Foster Poet Free verse

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Fish

Fish

A half dozen, small fins…
bought from the pet shop. 
Now swimming free in an ocean,
of rock, plastic flowers, and artsy things…
“All” part of the bigger picture. 

I fed you daily, I feed you still. 
There are less of you, but more of each.
You come at my calling. 
You know when I walk by.
You bring me nothing but smiles.
You cost very little.  

Little fins that swim around, 
you cheer me so.
Feeder fish? Nay... 
Little fins with big dreams, 
now and forever,
swimming in a sea of beams, 
all sunshine!

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Kurt Ravidas August 16, 2019 at 10:42 AM "There are less of you, but more of each". I gonna translate it into Latin to have another tattoo. P.S.: I feel sorry for your lizard. I have a lizard on my shoulder. Ann Foster August 16, 2019 at 5:49 PM I am writing this in my journal... thank you... that was way cool... Kurt Ravidas August 16, 2019 at 10:59 AM Sunt minus, sed magis de singulis. A quick translation. I have to think a bit) Ann Foster August 16, 2019 at 10:49 AM Wow. so very cool... I was sad to find the tiny lizard at the bottom of the pond. He had not been there long, as he was in perfect shape. I pulled him out and sat him on the rock... It just felt right. So sad. He was useful and happy, but must have made a fatal slip... ty for your kind comments on my words... you can traslate to Latin? WOWOWOWOW... Ann

Ann Foster August 15, 2019 at 2:20 PM Yes...that is a little dead lizard. I had to fish him out. It was so sad. The circle is big...