on the 5th day God created the bird and the fish

the bird had his home in the sky
the fish made hers in the sea
days went by they fell for each other
but in their hearts they wonder,
how could they be together?

the fish looked above,
admiring the graceful glide of her love
oh sky, wonderful sky
can I swim through your clouds?

the bird shouted,
pray for feathers, my love,
come be with me

and she begged day and night
for God to give her wings

And God saw her tears,
“why are you saddened?”

“I wanted wings so I could fly
and be with the one I love,”
cursing her gills, she flips her fins
trying to escape the waves

“The sky is not yours to have, little fish
for I created you to dwell in the sea
and here shall you find the one
I designed for thee.”