In a room trimmed in winter and ribbons of red,
A hush falls soft over a very cozy bed.
Snowflakes tap lightly on a window of frost,
While a trail of torn wrapping shows something was lost…
I-spy presents half-buried, I-spy string in a loop,
I-spy paper crumpled up in a festive little scoop.
But look just a bit closer, in the warm lamplight’s sweep—
Can you spot the tuxedo cat curled fast asleep?
Someone’s been crafting… someone’s been sly…
And tucked in this scene is a secret to spy.
Search through the picture, find what shouldn’t be—
The first clue is hidden quite sneakily.
✨ When you discover the odd thing out, save it.
You’ll need it tomorrow.
The hunt has begun… 🎁