In cozy nooks where shadows play,
Old ladies sit with pets so dear.
Through whispered tales and gentle sway,
Their hearts beat close, their minds stay clear.

With silver hair and softened skin,
They hold the years in tender hands.
Each purr and bark, a trusted kin,
In silent speak, each understands.

The world outside may rush and roar,
But in these rooms, time finds its rest.
For in their bond, they both restore
A timeless love, forever blessed.

Hi, I’m Freeweb

Digital Art Creator, Prompt Innovator.

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