The object on the road came up so fast
At first glance turtle seemed an armadillo
No room to swerve to left or right
I elected to run over it
With wheels to left and right
Preserving life - honoring Schweizer's creed
A different form of prayer perhaps
Than the mindfullness for my friend's daughter
Who was having her first baby
At the same time that I was missing turtles.
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