The Yarn of Stars

A kitten so small, with paws of snow,
Found a ball of light, with a gentle glow.
Not wool nor thread, but starlight spun,
A cosmic yarn, beneath the moon.

He batted it out, with playful glee,
And watched the stars, dance wild and free.
Each tiny tug, a whispered wish,
An enchanting galaxy of sparkling fish.

He chased the strands across a silver stream,
And wove a world within a dream.
With every leap, and every bound,
He spun his feline magic, all around.

The yarn of stars, now a feline's art,
A purring spell, within his heart.
So if you see, a twinkle so bright,
A kitten is playing, long into the night.

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