Goldfish

we brought home a goldfish in spring
it was a splendid joy to bring
we bought her a small glass bowl
it was round, and perhaps too small
we filled it with tap water, 10 degree cool
half empty, half full
we gently, homed her in, to swim
and she was as beautiful as a nice dream
her movement was elegant like dance
she was active at every glance.
she got used to us, we've got used to her
and she send us kisses wherever we were
for breakfast she open her lips at water level
being fed, she danced like a sweet little girl
in that lonely small bowl
she fulfilled life feel as a whole.
We loved her and she loved us

We were at her service, as if she was the boss
her body was beautifully coloured red and white
she was a best companion at our sight
but last night
the death opened its mouth wide
and swallowed our beautiful goldfish
Ah our companion Goldfish died.
Fridoun