Poems written by Peter Gibbs over 60 years, inspired by romance, travel, the beauty of nature, emotions and family and friends - peterspoetry.co.uk 

When Harry Met Sally

 

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A garden pond in Clevedon

Bijou and out of sight

With water feature gushing

Although turned off at night

Into this little haven

There came fish, one, two, three

Tom and Dick with shining scales

And joined by young Harry

At first they got on famously

Rising to be fed

Then Tom and Dick became quite sick

And sadly were found dead

Poor Harry was so lonely

He sent a silent plea

His prayers were swiftly answered

In shape of one Sally

Her colour it was stunning

She shimmered with rose gold

Her fins and tail a symphony

And Harry he was sold

Together they swim happily

Within their secret pool

And Harry knows he's found his mate -

That boy he is no fool.

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