Dog Collar

An average piece of green, black and red fabric

Its still looks new but yet so old

The black buckle scratched with teeth marks

The green and red fish slowly losing their color to time

It feels rough like its never been washed

The fabric is ripped from old bite marks

It reminds me of him charging down the hallway like a bull

With a red hanky on his nose

He knocked me over many times

Scars remind me all the time