I gaze upon them, so peaceful,
The life they lead, so blissful.
Their whiskers bend on the carpet,
Grouped in pairs, like a bartlett.
The songs they sing, ever loving,
Grazing my heart, so touching.
Patters of their feet instill amusement,
As they run to me in contentment.
The fur that drapes them, the softest,
Brushing my skin, I almost lost it.
The moments we share, always profound,
The love we exchange, safe and sound.
Within these arms they know,
That their soul I take with me in tow.
If ever we find ourselves apart,
One thing always remains: our heart.