Morning Swim Session.

The swimming companions comes with me While swims across the temple pond In pure water my morning bath They accompanies me like my little friends They amuses me by their little touch I enjoy their friendship though they bites My dirts of body they clears with They returns with me when I retreats I likes these little fishes of the pond Knowing well I cannot identify them in numbers I assume they awaits for the next morning As my dear ones which I love in my mind I know they likes me much in water Hoping I am not at all a trouble maker I think they are clever enough to understand Their fins touches my body which I likes.