Hello and happy Thursday! It's time for Angel Sammy's Thoroughly Poetic Thursday challenge, and we're ready to rhyme.
As always, our host shared a photo prompt to guide us. This week's prompt is this fun and festive one here:
This image brought a lot of ideas to my mind. It of course made me think of the days leading up to Christmas, when as a child I would picture Santa and his elves in their workshop. That being said, as an animal-loving kid, I also always worried that Santa would forget the kitties and pups of the world, including my own furry friends. The furbabies in my life have always gotten gifts for Christmas, though, even my childhood pets. That then got me thinking about a little sign I have hanging in my house as Christmas decor, and this sign simply says, Santa Claus Never Forgets the Cat. I love this sign, and it's always been a true sentiment in my life. So, I wrote a poem inspired by that.
Santa Never Forgets the Cats
Santa's workshop was a busy place.
The elves crafted toys as if competing in a race.
After all, Christmas Eve was just hours away.
Soon enough, it would be time to prepare and fill Santa's sleigh.
Santa reviewed the letters he had received from children all over,
Skimming through letters from children named Jimmy, Max, and Clover.
Very few children landed on the naughty list this year.
It looked like coal was something only a handful of children needed fear.
Santa checked his gift sack.
Satisfied, he threw it over his back.
Into his sled he climbed and took a seat.
The reindeer were ready, but only because they already did eat.
Soon enough, into the night sky Santa sped in his sleigh.
Off he went, up, up, and away.
He went from this country to that one,
To every little village known to the sun.
It was when he wiggled down the chimney of one particular house that he was surprised.
When he stepped toward the home's festive tree, he was me with some glowing eyes.
Inside the tree he discovered none other than a cat.
Beneath the tree sat another feline, just like that.
Cats seemed to appear here, there, and everywhere,
And then appeared the home's little girl with her messy bed hair.
Santa of course knew her name to be Fiona,
Who lived in none other than the state of Arizona.
The little girl said, "Santa, thank you so very much for my toys.
They truly bring me so much happiness and joy.
But, Santa, did you not read my letter?
Gifts for my kitties would make me and them feel so much better.
I even have a dog who's sleeping in the other room.
You didn't forget to bring them gifts, did you?"
"Fiona, my dear, what kind of Santa do you think I am?"
The man in red continued, "I read your letter. I sure did, ma'am.
I would never dare leave out your kitties or anything like that.
After all, Santa never forgets the cats!
And don't you fear, because I indeed also remembered your pup.
As I recall, she quite likes treats, so I brought her a whole cup."
Just like that, Santa pulled from his bag cat toys and beds galore.
And he indeed did bring Fiona's pup some treats, and so much more.
Fiona clapped and laughed and jumped up and down.
Watching her furry friends enjoy their gifts brought to her face the opposite of a frown.
"Thank you, Santa! Thank you!" Fiona said as she gave the jolly old man a hug.
Then she offered him a cup of hot chocolate in her most festive mug.
After some visiting, Santa turned to the chimney and disappeared out of sight.
Bells could be heard as his voice rang out, "Merry Christmas to all, and to all a good night!"
We of course are also participating in Brian's Thankful Thursday Blog Hop.
We'll see you tomorrow, friends!