He feels fluffy, warm and light
like candy floss,
the colour of him is black like twilight
and white like a cloud,
his eyes are black and hard like marble,
his fur is soft but sometimes knotted
like a spiders web.
His ears are round and small like a
mouse,
his paws walk on the ground quite lightly
not making a single footprint like a feather
on the ground,
he looks at me for ages staring into my
soul.
He smells like Fairy liquid that gets put into
the washing machine,
if he was the sky he’d be the sun
shining all day.
His promise is that he would always
be there for me when I was sad or
if I needed a hug.
HE IS MY PANDAMONIAM
By Grace
