When the Leash Breaks

 

One moment is joy and happiness

and it feels like nothing could go wrong

and the next the leash has snapped

and the weight h disappeared

leaving me holding an empty piece of rope.

In an instant my world feels like its ending

as the panic sets in and the only thing I can think

is how I am going to find my dog, and what if something happens,

and how do I get back, how do I return to that moment of joy and happiness.

But then the moments stops rushing past

and there she is just a few feet ahead

unaware of what happened

and of the way my hands won't stop shaking

as I hold her harness and we make the trek back home

to buy another leash.