Molly eyes swollen
Tears keep falling
As she sees the people gone
Away from the house
She lies near the main door
Eyes teary knowing they have gone
Listening to the revving cars
One by one back to routines
The house will be silent
Old faces keep her company
As she smells the odour
Of those who came for holidays
Molly wags her tail
Listening up ears upright
She knows they will be back
She keeps tabs
Guarding by the doors
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