She likes to walk with me
But she is not with me anymore
She always looks tough as diamond
Its fur almost as soft as evening breeze
Her presence calms me through the day
The white in her is beautiful as the snow
She is like the sound of a quiet river
I'm happy I got to have her
And I'll always remember her
I'll always be grateful
I'm glad because it's her
the first one that makes me comfortable
"Snowy" the way I called her
My precious cat
