I bought my ticket, prepared to travel
To fair Verona, for one night only
My guide met me, in doublet and tights
And together we followed the cobbled road
That led to a window, with balcony high
Where a maiden sighed and wondered why
Her lover had brought a rival

Joan Skura writes from Toronto, Canada, where she lives with her husband, Ron, and their finicky feline, Lola.