Only Lonely Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Lonely, bereft, aimlessly walking, looking about, finding no companion of old to be with.
Painstakingly realizing that I am alone.
Curling up in a fetal position, eyes longingly watching for you, no message at all.
No longer caring about the rest of nature, allowing it to do what it will.
Lying here where we used to share this space of green grass, feeling empty-hearted - tears sloshing invisibly down my face.
No where are you to be found, sighing deeply, I cannot get you out of my heart.
Deftly, I wander through my mind, looking at shared memories of not so long ago.
Hurting deeply inside, I sit here in the backyard that once was ours, and now is too big for only one.
Carrying on like before is too hard to do, I must constantly reach for you or listen for your voice.
Neither happens as I lie in the noon day sun, finding it hard to just be alone.
Lying down, looking to escape through sleep, hoping soon, dreams of us will overcome my mind and give fractious moments in time to imagine us together again, but I'm only a dog.