The Salmon is a pinkish fish, which turns into a tasty dish
For hungry humans to enjoy when tummy rumbles make a noise.
Determination’s its driving force when swimming up a river’s course,
Through rocky streams and water-falls, from ocean depths its instinct calls
To drive it on against all odds, like eagles, bears and fisher bods.
All we humans should take heed of the power which drives this watery steed
And battle on when the going’s rough, and like the Salmon, just never give up.
While it’s always the goal that keeps us going, the pleasure of life is in the doing;
So like the Salmon just keep on striving, and ecstasy will soon be arriving.
This poem won a prize in Canada while travelling on a train through Salmon country.