My beloved

 My beloved,

Another year has slipped by.
Seasons changed.
The world kept moving.
But in my heart, time stands still.

Because you are not measured in years.
You are measured in love.

I still see you in the first light of morning.
I still feel you in the hush of night.
I still dream of the day your paws will race toward me again.

Grief has not ended.
It has softened, reshaped itself,
but the love remains fierce—
untouched by distance, untouched by time.

Another year has passed without you here…
but it will never be a year without love.
Because love does not leave.
Love carries.
Love waits.
Love endures.

Another year, still loved.
Forever. Always.