When I was younger I wished to become
A fish, of living in the salt waters
Of the vast ocean. Days filled with sweet smiles,
Amusement, swimming, laughter. No falter
Of hope, nothing to miss, every moment
An adventure. The waves of endless blue
Would carelessly splash away torments
Of memories. Through green algae, the view
Is filled with the sand where brave creatures crawl
In search of food, some resting in small caves
where tiny bubbles drift up while I fall
asleep to the sound of the crushing waves

But now, happily would I stay on land
If I could spend my life holding your hand