The Left Side of my Brain on the Right Side of a Page

My Fish

I know a fish
That likes to swim.
She has gills.
She can breathe on land.

Although she's small
Her thoughts are large.
My fish is ambitious;
She aims for the stars.

I have one more fact
You might think is cool.
My fish was sewn
From Mom's ball of wool.

Unless you have something
Against my toys,
I'm sure you'll get along
With my fish washed ashore.