Golden Fish

Once in a dream I saw a fish,
In blue waters, not on a dish.
If she comes to me one day,
I’ll ask my fish to stay.
Fairy dreams become a tale,
Golden fish does wave her tail.

An owl

A grey old owl
Sits in a bough.
It sleeps all the day
And then flies away.
It flies through the night,
We can’t see its flight.
An owl is wise,
It never lies.