Fallen Angel
While staring at the manger.
Cat decided to summit the Christmas tree.
Corkscrewing around a string of red lights.
Chewing some tinsel on the way up.
Eyes as big as antique ornaments.
Clawing her way up to the summit.
Replacing a fallen angel.
That night, the cat snuggled on my lap
as if nothing ever happened.
Cat had the best day of her life.
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