In moonlight's glow, they prowl and play,
Silent hunters, sleek and gray.
Eyes like amber, secrets held,
Whiskers twitching, tales to tell.
They curl by fires, soft and warm,
Purring symphonies, a soothing storm.
Graceful leaps, acrobats of night,
Chasing shadows, their wild delight.
From ancient Egypt to modern abode,
Cats weave magic wherever they strode.
Mysterious, independent, and wise,
In their feline world, they wear no disguise.
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"Little feelings of the Black Prince"
PoetryThis book covers poems across topics like nature, relationships, feelings and more.
