In velvet fur, a playful sprite,
Stuffed friend of day, with buttoned white.
But moonlit woods reveal a might,
Beneath the stars, a hunter's light.
Those playful paws, in dreams they climb,
Up glaciers stark, where shadows climb.
No honeyed sweets, but seals they find,
A world of ice, on savage mind.
Yet sunrise brings a gentle hum,
The playful soul, the day has come.
And in each glance, a truth untold,
Of wild and tame, within one mold.
About the Creator
Buzu
Verses sculpted from the heart, I'm a poet navigating emotions with ink-stained fingertips. Crafting tales that dance between reality and dreams, my words paint a symphony of feelings in the canvas of life. 📜✨ #PoetLife #Wordsmith
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