HARRY AND CLAIRE

Harry needed another chance
To woo his own true love.
Claire rebuked all romance
And shouldered him a shove.

Harry wanted her alone
On this special night.
He desired to atone
And make-up for their fight.

Claire was always well aware
He had a roving eye.
Her heart would always take a leap
When other cats strolled by.

Deep in the night, crisp the air,
Lovers strolled the pier.
Affection lavished all around
As they snuggled near.

Would they ever be alone?
What was the big attraction?
Harry watched them come and go
And not with satisfaction.

The quiet came not too soon.
Fish jumped in the water.
Harry put his paw on hers
Hoping that he’d caught her.

A night so perfect for romance.
The full moon flaunts pastel.
Harry knew he had a chance.
Things were going well.

Moonbeams did a waterdance.
They glistened and they shimmered.
Claire flirted with another tom-
Harry slowly simmered.

Barb Gedman