Making Friends

The puppy, it played out in the field While the kitten, it watched so closely by With intention to join in, the kitten moved As it caught the attention of the puppy’s eye The puppy, he stopped for a moment’s pause As the ball in his mouth had fallen to the ground “Hi, my name’s Tiger, I play here, what’s yours?” The kitten then retreated, without making a sound. The puppy picked up the ball, to play then again This time he threw the ball so far and away So close to the kitten, the ball had then rolled The puppy gave chase and to the kitten did say, “Come on, won’t you please, play with me here? Playing ball is much fun, but it’s better with two. So, tell me your name, come on I won’t bite, Do you really have something better to do?” The kitten, so shy, but wanting to play Gave Tiger a smile and a wink of the eye Then starting to run and play with the pup She stopped for a second to give a reply, “Thank you, new friend, I’d wanted to play. It seemed you were having just so much fun. Oh, by the way, my name is Kiddems. Now, try and keep up, how fast can you run?” The two, now as friends, had played and played Each day they would meet, there in the park From morning through lunchtime, into the eve They could be seen, playing into the dark