Midnight whispers image 1
A kitten in jammies, stitched with stars, perched on top of a bright crescent moon, stares into the night sky
The sky is quiet, the world looks small from up high
She’s wrapped in dreams, away from it all.
The moon, her cradle calm and bright, her eyes slowly drifts into the night
She sips her cup, says “Good Night.”
cozy and warm, No worries now, no need to hide, she purrs to the moon and whispers, “Good night.”
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