TheRiskyRedHead

Without a trace

Not even the last breath

On a window pane

The grass has grown

And the dog toys have disappeared

Your bowls no longer in the spot

That they stayed all of those years

Alone.

I whispered his name in therapy

And all the memories that I hold.

She said to forgive yourself

That is what I have to do.

But how can I forgive myself

When my life consists only of two things

Life with you

And life after you.

I want to cry

And ask the heavens and stars above

For one more day by your side

Or the wind rustles the leaves

She became quiet again

You were my diary, my therapist, my best friend,

So much more than just “my dog”

I know god must’ve needed protection. That is why he called you home.

But please don’t forget about me, Sarge

I will always remember your favorite bone.

We will meet again one day in heaven.