Monday, February 1, 2016

Another confession

Thinking of decorating around the kitten and the Christmas tree,

We never put away
The Christmas tree.
We unplugged it,
Took off the lights,
Put away the decorations.
The tree
Is in the corner
Of the living room,
The top branch twisted
Like something
From Dr. Seuss,
May he rest in peace.
The kitten climbed it
This morning,
Her small calico face
Made it
Almost to the top.
Her scruffy self ,
Fur that goes every which way,
Long fluffy tail;
She herself
Is something Dr. Seuss
Would draw,
May he rest in peace.

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