Hello, Good Friend!

A deer came slamming into my right front fender

and I am here to rue the day…

but not she.

She flew back,

legs broken,

neck gashed,

gone in a flash—

as I might have been,

and taken others with me,

had there been a car beside mine, or close behind.

Wildly I swerved in a dandy Dodge Colt--

veering side to side on that interstate highway

until my trusty steed righted itself at last

and trembling, I emerged to say, whuh...

“You know, I’ve been wanting a Honda!

Geico will never pay for all that crumpled steel!”

For me, just a sudden change of plans.

So ‘tis hello, good friend

and not goodbye!

God’s blessing I extend—

For yet another season.

December 1991