The Vacant Corner

The dog lies quietly watching her master

Round the clock, eyes glued to her master

Protecting him every second is what her life

Expecting nothing but a loyal one, she guards

When some stranger visits her master

Afraid for his safety, she barks loud

The furious boss shouts loud in his anger

But she cares not, dedicated to her duty

One day she quits the world silently, quietly

The corner now dark and silent, with no barking

Her master often stares at the vacant corner

And wish silently to hear her bark again

This is the truth more often than once

One gets irritated with their loved ones once

For trying to help them to solve the problem

Once they are no more, you realise, but late