The Flying Fish

The Flying Fish.
by Mark Hurlin-Shelton
 Copyright 1988
 
It was late in the night 
and the ship's crew snored
When a rather strange creature landed aboard
I thought it the most extraordinary thing
For there lay before me
 a fish with wings
Well here is a question
 for wise men to solve
However did such
 a strange creature evolve
A creature that isn't contented to be
Like all of the others
 that swim in the sea
I wonder when was it
 that the first fish tried
to grow little wings
 and to swim in the sky
What do you think 
don't you think it absurd?
A fish with a wish to be a bird .
Copyright © | Year Posted 2017

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Allison Avatar
July 15, 2017 at 8:22 PM
what a fun poem Mark:-) I can imagine small children would really enjoy this poem:-) hugs Jan xx
Hurlin Shelton Avatar
July 16, 2017 at 1:42 AM
Thanks so much Jan, I hope that big children enjoy it too.;)) xx
Sands Avatar
July 15, 2017 at 11:17 AM
This is very cute. I love it :)
Hurlin Shelton Avatar
July 15, 2017 at 1:07 PM
Thanks very much Heidi, you have shown me awesome appreciation. ;)
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