2008 Christmas Poem
What we have here is the Christmas cat,
friend of morning sun, which loves her back.
She explores, joyfully, the Christmas tree,
its glistening lights and ribbons blowing free-
ly in the warm air. She reaches out
to touch it, curious about
how such things can dance and sway
enticingly, how the magic of a sunny day
can be reflected in one green tree.
But for cats (and people) such thoughts can be
exhausting, and she has promises to keep.
She curls around a sun shaft once, and falls asleep.
May your holidays be happy and serene.