it is too early to get out of bed, to feed the hungry, no one is waiting
the cheese drawer opens, i expect pitter patter paws, none come
i work on the computer, waiting to be entertained by silly noises, there are none
i walk in the door, hoping to see tail wagging and a toy brought, the kitchen is empty
i wonder about the dishes, listening for clattering as licking occurs, all is still
i read quietly on the couch, wishing to have a warm blanket, i am alone
i wander about the house, wanting to hear jingling of tags, it is too quiet
Rose, I know just how you feel. Their fuzzy souls play a huge part in our world. Grief for an animal is the same as grief for a person. Love is love. And you loved well. Hang in there.
ReplyDeleteThinking of you Rose.
ReplyDeleteThis tugs at my heart, I felt the same way both times we lost our dogs, it is so hard. Hugs.
ReplyDeleteLoss is lonely. Love is worth it. Gritty will never be forgotten for memories can be stored and taken out at any time, Sharing your sorrow, XXXOOO
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