Fish On A Tree - Poem by Sheena Blackhall
I was a fish with seven lives.
On Monday, I swam in the sea,
On Tuesday, I drew near to land
On Wednesday, I reached Galilee.
On Thursday, I ate up a psalm
On Friday, my sorrows grew!
On Saturday the knife was ground
On Sunday, to heaven I flew
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