Sometimes watching the light and the cat interact makes the morning.
I get up early enough
To watch the miniature mirror ball
On the Christmas tree
Catch the morning sunlight,
Launch it onto the ceiling
And walls
Dancing spots of light
Better than a flashlight
For the cat.
So many points of light
Keep him occupied
Until the sun moves out of range
And the inevitable nap
Beckons.
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