I.

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Flower, my sweet girl.
Long fur, black and white,
like a little formal dress.

I fed you from a bottle,
tiny, helpless,
your little paws so soft.

Now you’re big and strong,
but you still follow me.
Kitchen to living room,
always a step behind.

If I sit, you sit.
If I stand, you stand.
Just to be near.

Nighttime is our time.
You curl up by my head,
your purr a soft rumble.

You’re not just a pet,
you’re my shadow,
my furry best friend.

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II.

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Flower, my girl,
long black and white fur,
a tuxedo dress so neat.

Tiny, when I held you,
a warm little bottle,
you trusted me then.

Now, you’re a shadow,
a soft, furry echo,
through every room you tread.

By my feet you wait,
on the couch, your head
on my lap, a sweet weight.

Nighttime is our time,
you curl up close,
a warm purring sigh.

More than just a cat,
you are heart and soul,
my beautiful Flower.

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III.

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Flower, my lovely girl.
Soft, long fur, black and white.
A little tuxedo, always dressed up.

I fed her from a bottle,
tiny drops of milk.
She was so small then.
Just a wisp of a kitten.

Now she’s big, but always near.
My shadow, on four paws.
Kitchen, living room, even the bath.
She’s there.

Her purr, a rumble of love.
She sleeps on my chest,
a warm weight, a soft breath.
More than a pet,
she’s a friend, she’s family.
She is My Flower.

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