As I was coming down the winding stairs
I saw some desperate kittens and their scared stares
My steps halting and hovering, alighting in a careful feat
Making sure not to scare them, I went down gently on my feet.
Swarmed by a litter of kittens, rubbing me with their sides and tails
Caressing them softly, I recalled some yester years tales
Of some wild cats and kittens that lived with strange ears
But gentle and kind, in the woods of a village for hundred years .
They were very friendly and helpful, mingling with flair
Rolling and rollicking around each other, they saw a big flare.
Pussy footing and pawing their way with caution, as if on a beat
They strode to inform the villagers with a hurried beat .
The flare became brighter and bigger and it stayed
The cats and kittens rushed to bring the folks to a safe place and remained staid
In a huddle they all moved, bound by their love cord
Mewing and purring along to safe haven, the feline dearies struck a chord.
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