My Finder and My Friend

I often reach to scratch a head that isn't there
And clean the floor of toys that once were everywhere
Your hair is almost gone from clothes I always wore
And water drops on my floors don't need cleaned anymore
I listen for your collar on nights I cannot sleep
And wait for you to come, my fears you always keep
I turn to look behind me on the trails we used to run
And wait for you to catch me, then do it all again
Your loving eyes and telling ears
You taught me so much the last seven years.

I still look in the backseat of my truck
You always wait so patiently
Happy for whatever adventure we could stumble across
The late night searches, the rainy hikes, long meetings, and hundreds of classes
You were always by my side
Someday again we will be together
Hiking the most beautiful trails
Endless balls to throw, Frisbees to catch
You'll know I am coming long before I get there
And in my hand I'll have your football, a reward for a job well done
For you found many people in your lifetime
But most importantly, you found me.