A door stands tall, a threshold to paths,
The bougainvillea, with flowers so bright,
A symbol of life's vibrant, colorful light
The cat, a watcher, with eyes so wide,
Her presence, a reminder, to pause and reflect,
On life's journey, with its twists and inspect
The door, a choice, between what's known and unknown,
A passage to growth, or a path overgrown.
The bougainvillea, with its thorny might,
A reminder of life's challenges, and the need to fight
But even in darkness, there's beauty to see,
A chance for growth, and a new destiny.
The cat's wise eyes, a guide on our way,
Through life's ups and downs, come what may
So let us walk, through life's door with care,
And may the bougainvillea's beauty be our share.
May we find strength, in the cat's gentle might,
And navigate life's twists, with courage and light
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