I Just Drove By

Driving home from work it had snowed all night again. My car looked like a wedding cake thickly frosted, and white. I was tired and bleary and the roads were slick and wet. I drove home like an old lady in my frosted blue Corvette. And then I saw a sight that made my poor heart lurch, on an icy median across from a church. A black and white cat posed like a loaf of bread, he looked like he was sleeping but I knew that he was dead. I wish I could have saved him, given him love and warmth and care, But instead I just drove by him, I just left him sitting there. ©2010 DanielleWhite