Whiskers: My Breadloaf Ginger Cat

In a cozy little corner of the house, I found a furry friend,
With whiskers so wiggly, my heart he did mend.
With a twitch of his nose and a playful meow,
He stole my heart, oh, I’m telling you now!

His fur is like a loaf of bread, warm and sweet,
Ginger patches so charming, a purrfect treat!
He stretches and yawns, with sleepy eyes,
A snuggle companion in moonlit skies.

With paws like velvet, he tiptoes around,
Chasing butterflies and bugs on the ground.
He pounces and plays, his tail a flag,
A furry little captain on a whiskery rag!

But beyond the play and joy he brings,
There’s a bond so deep, it gives me wings.
When my world is heavy and the day turns gray,
He wraps me in love, chasing the clouds away.

With a knowing look, he understands,
The worries that hide behind my hands.
He snuggles close, a warm embrace,
Filling my heart with endless grace.

In the darkest nights when fears run deep,
Whiskers, my guardian, keeps watch as I sleep.
His rhythmic purring, a calming song,
Guiding me through the night so long.