Arrow my love.
I have changed, for she is gone.
I can no longer sing her songs.
I can no longer see her face.
For she is in another place.
I can no longer throw her ball.
The pain I feel makes me want to brawl.
She was my truest friend.
She was always there my heart to mend.
But now the reason my heart is broken.
Is because she is gone.
My heart will now have to heal without her and move on.
Perhaps one day I will love one as much as she .
But for the here and now, I miss my dear doggy.
This poem is about:
Me
My family