The fish in
my fish tank
never seem
to sleep.
No matter if its
early morning,
midday
or late night,
they’re always
swimming
back and forth
up and down,
round and round,
seemingly having
endless fun.
I’m up at 1 a.m.
and still they swim
as energetically
as they do at 6 p.m.
It’s as if
they drink a
special kind
of high octane
coffee, that
I wish
I had an
inexhaustible
supply of.
Bob Boyd