06/08/2026
~In Loving Memory of Luna~
The House Dog’s Grave — Robinson Jeffers,1941
If I could speak to you now,
I would tell you only this:
I was happy —
every day, every season,
every quiet moment beside you.
You were my world,
my comfort,
my constant.
I watched your life unfold,
and I loved every version of you.
Do not carry sorrow as a burden.
Carry it the way you carried me —
gently, faithfully,
with the same tenderness
you taught me to trust.
I am not gone.
I am simply resting
in the soft places of your memory,
where love stays warm
and nothing is ever truly lost.
And if you ever wonder
whether you were enough,
remember this:
I was so happy with you.