Empty Trees

The trees are now bare

The discarded leaves clutter the floor

Some trees bow, leaning

Like they are trying to re-claim their former occupants

The birds, the ducks and swans

Gather around, oblivious to your absence

Not noticing I’m alone

No squirrels came to greet me

Nothing has changed here

On the surface, but it has undoubtedly

It’s a little darker

The colours are not clear, silence

I too mourn the fallen leaves

I have sympathy with the bare and empty branches

We mourn our losses in silence

They will have company again but will I?

The first time you walk alone around where you took your dog everyday for years can be a killer. Time passes and now I can remember him happily and not like with a kick to the stomach. Fifteen days after his very sudden leaving my life changed completely.