The Meaning of Home

Gazing into her hazel jewel like eyes, Glowing bright in the dark. Short fuzzy fur, As colourful as a pile of freshly fallen autumn leaves. Meowing, purring, hissing, Her tiny paws gently tap against the hard wooden floorboard. Shaking her wet fur after coming inside, Leaving a muddy, earthy and minty scent Soft as a cloud, As warm as a cozy fireplace, Filling my heart with warmth. Resting my hands against the side of her back, Feeling each breath she takes.