So many fish around the world,
deep in the water green and swirled.
Some with fins in many places,
others with teeth and nasty faces.
Some love salt others sweet,
thankfully destined to never meet.
Sometimes the hunter, sometimes the prey,
most are coloured while others are grey.
Some near the surface others deep below,
some like the darkness while others glow.
Some swim alone, some in a school,
so many things that make fish cool.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
I am fascinated by fish (I have a poem of the same title) Thanks for sharing, Philip
Thanks Kelly! I read yours as well and I think they are much alike! I too like fish!