At The End Of The Phone

At the end of the phone
This space
Too far
Though close
Close in thought and heart.
I dialed her number
Though before I did
I already knew
That she’d be crying
I knew that.
There is no comfort to give
We both know
That there was only one way
I’m sorry – She’s sorry
It’s a shame, it’s a loss.
It happened too quickly
A dog’s life’s too short
And sure she is crying
It’s sad to hear her
It’s so sad.
I feel like crying
I cry and listen
That dog was her life
Her “best behaved child”
That dog loved her
And she loved that dog.
RIP Lola.