Poem:
In a house where shadows danced in light,
A tiny kitten played, innocent and bright.
Soft paws batted at a fraying thread,
Unaware of the looming dread.
The walls began to crackle, flames took hold,
Turning warm rooms into tales untold.
Smoke curled and twisted through the air,
Whispering warnings, a fiery snare.
The kitten paused, its game abruptly ceased,
Eyes wide with fear, its heart uneased.
A timid meow, lost in the roaring sound,
As fire spread its fury all around
Through the blaze a hero did appear,
A firefighter brave, casting aside fear.
Scooped in strong arms, the kitten found flight,
Saved from the inferno, into the night.
Outside, the world was chaos and heat,
Yet in those arms, the kitten found peace.
Singed but safe, it mewed a soft plea,
A fragile beacon of hope, resilient and free.
