In a stream so clear and bright,
Swims a minnow, small and light.
But one day, with a curious mind,
It left the water, land to find.

With tiny fins, it took a leap,
Onto the shore, where grasses sweep.
It wiggled through the dewy blades,
And marveled at the forest glades.

The world above was vast and new,
With skies so wide and flowers’ hue.
It met a beetle, shiny black,
And followed on a winding track.

Through fields of green and hills so high,
The minnow saw the world go by.
Though land was strange, it felt so grand,
To be a minnow on the land.

But soon it missed the water’s flow,
The gentle waves, the undertow.
So back it went, with tales to tell,
Of land adventures, all went well.