Christmas for kitties

Twas the night before Christmas
and all through the house
not a kitty was sleeping
just sat on the couch.

They knew if they waited
all night and were good
that a funny dressed human
would bring something good.

Maybe some catnip,
maybe some cream
maybe a toy
or some other thing.

Some sit near the tree
awaiting his visit
other lie still,
and sleep for a minute.

Then soon a small sound
and then theres another
They know he is coming
When they hear the thunder.

Of all kinds of hoof beats
on the roof in the night
They circle the tree
awaiting his flight.

Appearing from nothing
he smiles at the crew
of calico cats
and a odd one or two.

He pats every head,
arranges the prsents
The kitties wait quiet
enjoying his prsence.

Then one by one
a gift he bestows
on each little feline
a gift with a bow.

A warm bowl of cream
some catnip and more
Then a wink of his eye.
He's gone like before.

Then curling up soft
a purr in their heart
the soft glow of Christmas
burns in their heart.