12/11/2025
Little soul,âŁâŁâŁâŁâŁâŁâŁâŁ
your spirit is safe
in the endless nightâ
cradled by the quiet
that only the stars understand,
sheltered in a peace
you searched for all your life.
You wandered through this world
with a fragile light,
soft paws, gentle eyes,
a heart too pure
for the storms around you.
And though your stay was brief,
your love was vastâ
large enough to fill the spaces
youâve now left behind.
Now the night holds you tenderly,
as if it knows your storyâ
every joy, every ache,
every whisper of your breath.
It wraps around you like a blanket,
soothing the tiredness
you could no longer carry.
I imagine you resting
in a sky made of calm,
where the moon hums lullabies
and the stars keep watch,
their soft glow
protecting your tiny, brave heart.
No fears can follow you there,
no shadows can touch you.
And here on earth,
I stand beneath that same sky,
feeling the echo of your spiritâ
a small warmth in the cold,
a reminder that love
does not end with the final breath.
It lingers, it glows,
it finds its way back
to the heart it changed.
Little soul,
you are safe in the endless night,
and though my hands are empty,
my love still reaches youâ
across the dark,
across the distance,
across the quiet divide
where goodbyes turn into light.
Rest gently,
rest forever,
and know that you are heldâ
in the sky above,
in the peace you deserved,
and in the heart that remembers you
with every sunrise and every tear.**
