My neighbors had a dog

Who loved

the little boy of the family

And would wait

Every day

For him to get back from school

And the little boy

Didn’t wake up one day

And even now

Years later I

Look outside my window

Pouring rain

Or blue skies

And see all the little kids

Get off the school bus

And that dog

Whose hair turned gray

Still waits

And you can call

But she won’t leave

Until the bus leaves

And I wish I could love something

Enough to

Wait forever

But I think

She loved that boy

So much

She forgot to love herself