Delight

 Such a fragile sprite,

  dancing along the road.

Where cars spin

  even though it's dirt.

You defy your death

  so close to the edge.

Yet you dance,

  creating wonder.

Awe I have never

  seen you before.

Was I too busy,

  did I not slow down?

Oh, what gifts 

  we miss, a whole.

Imagination lost,

   in the busy-ness.