Good for a laugh...

Back when I used to be creative, I wrote a lot of poetry. I'm sure much of it was just being a teenager and I don't have anything "fabulous" or publisher worthy, but I found my old poetry book today and had a good time looking through it. I will say some of it was pretty creative, some a little dark, and some of it I just plain liked, but the best was the day I had my first Roadkill. I used to be pretty soft on all animals (that changed when I had Gavin and now I am looking for someone who wants my little dog if there's any takers out there.....) so it was pretty traumatizing when I was driving home from school one day and ran over a squirrel. I kid you not, this squirrel stopped, turned it's head, and looked me dead in the eyes, all in the 2 seconds before I hit it. The worst was looking back in the rearview mirror and seeing his head rolling away from his body....ahhhh the memories! Naturally I cried and when I went home, my dear mother consoled me and gave me something to think about, which I then turned into a poem. So, for everyone's reading pleasure (or at least for a good laugh!) let's all make fun of my youthful views on life....(keep in mind, I was trying to be funny, even back then!)

Roadkill

*Dedicated to all innocent squirrels that become victims of vehicular homicide

I didn't see it coming,

I never saw it end

The life was sucked right out of

my furry little friend

I watched him scurry in the road

too quickly for me to stop

I couldn't swerve the car

mesmerized by his tail's flip-flop

I gazed into his beady eyes

As he turned and looked at me

Dead in his tracks he stopped

Oh why didn't my friend flee?

Because of me this squirrel is lost

because of me he died

Or maybe it wasn't all my fault

I think it was suicide

-In loving memory of the squirrel hit Sept. 5th, 2000