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 © | Year Posted 2016

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Allison Avatar
December 11, 2016 at 3:40 PM
This really amused me Gary ...I wonder if a fish dreams of being a mussel attached to a rock and not at the mercy of predators lol:-) hugs Jan xx
Smith Avatar
December 11, 2016 at 3:44 PM
Thank you Jan, I'm glad you enjoyed it :)
Onclaud Avatar
December 11, 2016 at 1:40 PM
gary, ohh, to be free... wonderful write; huggs
Smith Avatar
December 11, 2016 at 1:46 PM
Thank you Nette :)
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