My pretty bright goldfish died.
And it makes me very sad.
More than just a fish,
he was a friend.
Who made me happy.
The cheer he spread in the tank.
Bright orange with a well developing hood.
A fat little white belly.
Auron, was his name.
Four goldfish remain.
But the tank feels empty without him.
On one half I feel silly, just a fish.
On the other hand, he was alive,
sweet, and peaceful.
He didn’t deserve to die.
Life is too cruel.
Does justice exist?
It seems not for fish.