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Our Stormie
I stare
Intrigued
Your playful personality amuses me
Silvery, Blue coat attacking
running around the bed post
with your glowing green eyes
brightening the darken room
Your curiosity to our world
that you got brought into
at six weeks old
Scared
Tiny
Fragile
You have grown to be a handsome
eleven month old
Your almost an adult
The king of your domain
Your window awaits you
Waiting for your focus
On the objects darting by
Your muskrat stance
your about to fill your own demand
Wagging your bottom, left and right
with your flat ears always waiting,
Your eyes bulging
Just for the right moment
The time has come
"POUNCE"
Intrigued
Your playful personality amuses me
Silvery, Blue coat attacking
running around the bed post
with your glowing green eyes
brightening the darken room
Your curiosity to our world
that you got brought into
at six weeks old
Scared
Tiny
Fragile
You have grown to be a handsome
eleven month old
Your almost an adult
The king of your domain
Your window awaits you
Waiting for your focus
On the objects darting by
Your muskrat stance
your about to fill your own demand
Wagging your bottom, left and right
with your flat ears always waiting,
Your eyes bulging
Just for the right moment
The time has come
"POUNCE"
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