(for SML)

My horoscope for the week
advised: Be on the lookout for
meaningful coincidences.

Synchronicities are coming!
You have entered the More-Than-
Mere-Coincidence Zone.

Or, as my late friend Julie
liked to say, Honey, there
are no accidents.

So it was that, driving up
the hill to see you, I thought
how perfect—a fish cloud

swimming across the bright
blue sky—pointing the way
to you, my tropical fishy

best friend, who dissected
more than one departed fish
from your tank to study

under your kid’s microscope—
still and always the best person
to bring to a tidepool. So I snap

a photo of this cumulus fractus
fish out of water disguised as
a torn piece of cotton candy.

Because you and fish, whether
star- or all manner of marine life,
go together like you and me,

not mere coincidence, definitely
a meant-to-be, related to each
other as forever friends are

in all the best possible ways.