In the soft glow of morning light,Where whispers of dawn gently unfold,A feline grace dances in sight,As love’s tender stories are told.With eyes like pools of mystery,And paws that tread with silent care,They weave through life’s tapestry,Leaving trails of love everywhere.Their purrs are gentle lullabies,Singing to hearts weary and worn,A symphony beneath the skies,Where bonds of love are gently born.In their gaze, a quiet promise lies,Of warmth, of trust, of endless days,In their embrace, the heart complies,Finding love’s purest, simplest ways.