Flüf - Poem by Amy Wallace

There’s a quiet weight in my chest that you seem to lift, Flüf, soft as winter sunlight, warm as the first morning breath.

You curl into my arms when the world feels too sharp, and let me hold you like a fragile, trembling hope.

Your eyes, deep pools of knowing, say the words I cannot: “I see you, I am here, you are not alone.”

With a heart so big, reach so deep, teaching love without judgment, comfort without condition.

When I touch your fur, the noise of life fades, and for a moment, everything is gentle, everything is enough.

You leave pawprints in the corners of my mind, and an imprint on my soul that not even time can erase.

Flüf, in your quiet way, you are my reminder that love can be simple, pure, and infinite.