"THE KITTEN AND FALLING LEAVES" by William Wordsworth
See the kitten on the wall sporting with the leaves that fall,
Withered leaves - one - two - three - from the lofty elder tree!
- But the kitten how she starts crouches, stretches, paws and darts!
First at one and then its fellow; just as light and just as mellow.
There are many now - now one - now they stop and there are none.
What intenseness of desire in her upward eye of fire!
With a tiger-leap half way, now she meets the coming prey,
Lets it go as fast, and then has it in her power again.
Now she works with three or four, like an Indian conjurer;
Quick as he in feats of art, far beyond in joy of heart.