Empty Collar
The leash still hangs beside the door,
But footsteps echo here no more.
Your bowl untouched, your bed the same,
Yet nothing answers when I say your name.
The house is full of hollow space,
Each corner aches, each shadow waits.
Your toys lay still, your scent remains,
A ghost of joy now lost to pain.
I swore I heard your paws last night,
Soft taps against the floor so light.
But silence met me when I turned,
Just empty halls and lessons learned.
No wagging tail, no sleepy sighs,
Just heavy air and quiet goodbyes.
They say the pain will fade in time,
But all I want is you and mine.
Copyright © Emily McKechnie | Year Posted 2025
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