Posted by Liz Tinney on July 16, 2002 at 13:55:38:
Eyes wide, heartbroken
Small dog lost between the lines
I cannot save her
Glass-littered shoulder
My hand on her worried brow
Trying not to cry
Melodious horns
Will never replace the voice
Of my beagle friend
Your honking traffic
Crushed my Southern lady's heart
And drove right on by
Does your car miss you?
Dance around when you come back?
Lick your tears away?
Winter heart returns
Stinging eyes back on the road
Empty hands drive home