Yes there are many fish out in the sea, <br />but why can't I find one that will <br />best suit me, <br />well, I mean the fish in the sea are free, <br />yet all I keep doing is coming up is empty, <br />I start to believe, <br />then I begin to see, that, well, there just isn't one out there for me. <br /> <br />I go down to the sea, and I just look around, <br />well, again, there are no fortunate fish to be found! <br /> <br />Everyday I still continue to go down by the sea and sit down on the sand, <br />I look across the ocean and wonder is there another kind of <br />land to see, <br />to be able to relax and not have to act on command? <br />There is a fish for me, <br />because this is the way I was told it IS to be, <br />there has just gotta be that <br />special fish for me!<br /><br />Linda I. Weischedel<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/a-special-fish-for-me/
