Eyes tell a story

Her eyes are quite bloodshot from all the tears,
that fall from eyes of wonder without breaths,
and drop to dirty ground with out all fears,
no hesitation since her husbands death.

She used to need him by her loyal side,
she still does need irreplaceable him,
who can succeed dear John? No one she cried,
for now the outlook is quite dark and dim.

Her dog has not a hope that just one day,
that with contentment her heart shall be fed,
old attitudes will again be so gay,
and hope shall dominate her pretty head.

This sad unforgettable tale is true,
please share this story like I did with you.

Author notes

It is a Shakespearean sonnet, it is fictional and fits the format of 14 lines, 10 syllables per line, every other syllable accented, rhyme scheme ab-ab, until the ending couplet which is AA.