Buddy

Alone in the dark On the empty little road Lay the defenseless dog That tried to make it home. Too late to save him She pulls him away From the cold wet asphalt In an unforgiving middle lane. Alone in the pouring rain Devastated with grief She mourns the black angel Her daughter once claimed. “That’s MY dog” she announced To all that would see The big black dog Straining to be free. We picked and we joked About the tricks he performed, How he managed to escape, Little Houdini was he. Now all that remains Is the love we all shared For a big black dog That taught my daughter to care.