And So It Goes

First, a little algae in a pond goes floating by,
And asks a little water flea what it’s like to fly.
The water flea knew little and never had he flew,
But he ate the little algae, that is how he grew.

A minnow happened through the weeds,
And spied the flea that grew.
He sucked him in a great big gulp,
He didn't even chew.

Before the flea could settle in
With others who’d been ate,
Along came fish of greater size,
Who sealed the minnow’s fate.

It was a happy, healthy fish,
Who ate the minnow whole.
He thought he ruled the universe,
Till nature took its toll.

Basking in the sun alone
Digesting his last meal,
An osprey glided overhead,
And gave that fish a feel.

It was a strange sensation,
As they raced into the sky.
But now that little algae knows,
What it’s like to fly.
— Dick E. Bird