Years ago, everyone I knew had a pet goldfish or two. You could buy them at Kresse's, from a tank at the back of the store. They cost around a dime, each. Goldfish didn't last very long (sometimes they didn't even make it home). We either overfed them or underfed them. Their habitat was usually a small clear bowl, and we didn't change the water, enough. So, more often than not, "belly up" was a term we learned quite early in life.
Well, an aquarium is quite different. It's a lot bigger, for one thing, and it needs, depending upon the type of inhabitants, salt or fresh water. It needs to be regulated for pH, and temperature. It needs machines, hoses and electricity to keep the water moving. And, any aquarium worth viewing needs lots of different species. Not just a few simple goldfish.
So, in our house, we have an aquarium full of beautiful fish. Starfish abound. Gobis and clown fish, an eel and a Tang, all live in this huge tank. It also contains live coral, bubble tip anemone and soft corals. There is a shrimp and snails. It's a showcase, and it's so much more interesting to watch, than live TV or any current Sit Com.
The whole thing is like a small universe, constantly changing, right in front of you. I love it.
So, I don't know any poems about Aquariums, but I learned one, a long time ago, about goldfish. And, it still rings true.
My darling little goldfish,
Hasn't any toes.
He swims around without a sound,
And bumps his hungry nose.
He can't get out to play with me,
Nor I get in to him.
Although I say,
"Come out and play!"
He says,
"Come in and swim!"
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Thank you God, for everything.
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