Cat By The Fire *Medium Poem*

The Cat’s Dreamscapes

In dreams, the cat roams free,
A hunter in the forest deep,
Paws whisper on the snow,
Where ancient secrets sleep.

Through valleys green, it leaps,
Wind a soft breath in its fur,
Each step, a silent dance,
A world unseen, alive.

It climbs sunlit hills,
Dew on morning leaves,
Chasing shadows in the pines,
Where nature breathes.

The sky, a canvas wide,
Blues and greys shifting,
The cat, a ginger brush,
Painting paths anew.

Beneath stars, it finds its way,
Through moonlit nights, endless days,
Dreams become tales,
Every breath, a whispered gale.

The fire flickers, low,
A heartbeat in the night,
The cat, still, aglow,
In that gentle light.

The Fire’s Tale

In the fire, a story stirs,
Of wood, earth, and air,
How it came to life tonight,
Casting…