Searching

Standing on the back porch, searching for your friend. You head rests on the rails and you tail slowly wags as you sniff the air.

I know you smell her here, even though she’s gone. Nose to the concrete and sniffing again. Each step carries her scent.

You sit patiently waiting, looking over the whole yard, but she’s not there.

Your sister is close and her scent is even closer. I’m sorry she had to go.

Wizard Wisdom 101

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