Tabby the Cat loved to explore, He'd pounce and prance, his paws would soar. Last year, he found a shiny hat, And this year, he saw a giant bat!

This month, Tabby saw a huge balloon. Last month, he chased the bright moon. Next month, he plans to find a treasure, With gleaming gems beyond all measure!

He frolicked in fields of flowers in bloom, Where butterflies danced with so much room. 'Oh, what fun!' Tabby would shout, As he twirled and spun all about.

With a leap and a bound, Tabby climbed high, To touch the clouds and almost the sky. He met a wise owl, perched on a tree, Who said, 'Tabby, friend, let's have some tea!'

Soon they sipped tea at a whimsical tea party, With mice and squirrels feeling hearty. As Tabby purred and took in the view, The wise old owl began to coo.

'Every year you find something new,' The owl said with a wise little hoot. 'Last month or next year, the fun is true, Adventures find you wherever you scoot!'

Tabby felt happy, his heart filled with glee, Knowing next month more fun there'll be. He purred softly and snuggled tight, Under the stars that shone so bright.

With dreams of last year, this year, and next, Tabby thought, ‘What adventure is best?’ His tail curled round, he closed his eyes, Imagining soaring through the skies.

He dreamed of dancing in sugarplum fields, Of friendly dragons and shimmering shields. ‘Last year’s memories, oh so sweet, This month and next? A joyful beat!’

As morning dawned and the sun came out, Tabby stretched with an 'Oh, so stout!' He sprang up fresh, ready for the day, With new adventures on the way!

A caterpillar said, 'Join me, do!' And off they went to see something new. From last year’s hat to this month's moon, Tabby's adventures were never too soon.

So remember, dear friend, just like Tabby, Confide in your heart, always be happy. This month, next month, or next year, Let adventures lead, with no hint of fear!