I carry pockets of treats
around the
neighbourhood,
hand them out to
all the dogs,
who wait for me
at their fences,
eyes trained
hopefully
on my driveway.
I buy extra toys
for Jasmine,
mail stuffies
to the dogs of
family and friends.
It’s all
because
I miss you,
Buddy,
and all the treats
and toys
and dogs
in the world
cant ease
or fill
that empty place
that belongs
to you alone:
My wolf-Pup.
