Headlights (for Becca)

The road before seemed light
enough,
highbeams snicked to lowbeams,
clear lines to follow right
and center.

A glance, a smile exchanged
(seconds, no more), and the night
clicked to sadness.

We watched the sight dim in its eyes.

Nothing to be done
but drive on,
blinding all oncomers
with unwavering brights.

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