an online journal of student writing
by Bailey N.
I never really knew what I would miss.
Now I look back and realize I will miss her
BARK BARK when a car pulls up,
the SCRATCH SCRATCH of her nails on
the door, the WHINE WHINE when she
wants something or wants to know if you're
okay, the THUMP THUMP of her tail on
the kitchen tiles, and the soft fur she
has on my face. That's what I'll miss