a woman told me a story today and made me promise to tell it.
I met her in a facility,
an institution of care –
i was there
with my dog to visit,
and in great detail she described her dog.
he looked exactly like mine – except for the ears
and the fur,
and the size,
and she in great detail described hers.
who looked exactly like mine.
and then she said,
that’s why i am here.
a pill, such a small pill, rolled onto the floor-
i did not see it – i have to take them to live
and it killed my dog,
and so now i am here.
(perhaps you cannot hear the tear that rolled down her cheek –
the heart torn apart)
you will tell people won’t you?
be careful of the little things.
you will too…