I Miss My Dog

Yesterday Luna
went Home.

I miss Her,
the way I had to
step over Her
to get to the couch,
the way She used to
greet me at the door
with a slipper,
then had to be
reminded to
bring me the other one.
The way She
scratched up the
front door from
rearing up to peer
out the window,
frantic with Joy
that we were
coming up the
front steps.

I miss my dog.

(Photo by Sue Christenson Gillard)