May 21, 1998


I saw you on the road that day
after too long a time in traffic
and didn’t slow, though many did
hence my oft’ cursed delay
passing by you slowly
I saw you there with your blanket
and regretted your passing
I had lost but a brief span of minutes
you had lost your remainder of years

Drove by an accident last fall on the 401. Saw
the body laying flat with a sheet over the face
and regretted my earlier impatience.