The empty rooms, That

were loud with all

of your snoring booms.
The empty bowl, That

was oh so ever full. The

empty bed, Where you

slept ahead. The empty

Backyard, Where you used

to sit in the

yard for hours. The

empty treat bin, Where

you always had a

big grin. The empty

toy bin, Where you

always had toys filled

to the rim. The

empty collar, That you

wore without seeing color.

The empty memories, That

still yet linger.

“Please come back to

Me, My little Wewe.

I miss you so much.

I hope you're doing

Well, eating and sleeping.

Even though I may

Have lost you, my

Heart still loves you.”