Diamond

I miss her fur, eyes, black tongue, and ears.
Her whimper, bark, laugh, and tears.

I miss her joy, grief, and sadness.
Her anger, fear, love, and madness.

I miss the days when we would play,
Take walks, and tell her my frustrations once a day.

I miss her name rolling off my tongues tip.
Her company, and companionship

I loved my dog and I'm not afraid to say,
That I miss her every single day.

By Evelyn Creon