Sand Hill Crane

the other day I was headed to 

work when I saw a sand hill crane

hooting and hollering by the side of the road

in the road was its dead partner

that some dumb bastard had hit

sand hill cranes are fiercely loyal to their mate

and it made me truly sad this one had lost

its mate for life—laying dead in the road

I didn't stop to help because there

wasn't anything I could do anyway

and I didn't dare be two seconds late

to my piece of crap job

or they'd write me up (again)

maybe he or she went to sandhillcranedating.com and found somebody else

maybe I should try it

the only women I meet

have more baggage than United Airlines

or have been through the proverbial ringer

or are just plain crazy

or a combination of all three