Flying Fish by Stephanie
Posted by MsMichetti on 21 May 2009
Flying Fish
Plunging into the ocean,
Seeing the fish pass by,
I glance more around myself seeing the nice marine,
Hearing melodious sounds as they brush past my fears.
There are much of life; some black and some green,
I see them as I see few fish jump to the sky,
Reaching for the moon,
Never to die,
For they’re flying.
Their scales shimmer in the sky,
As they spread their wings as if to fly,
Higher and higher ’till they do reach the moon,
But then they come back down,
Out of the sky,
And into the blue like me too
