A Fishy Tale

 

Oh my love,

I thought you’d left me

forever.

I thought you were

beyond rescue

but I see you now

floating

rising to the surface

turning blue with cold.

I shall pluck you

out of the water,

warm you up,

carry you home.

I see you’ve changed

become accustomed to the water,

grown a fish's tail.

You can tell me about it later,

you know I love a fishy tale.

 


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