My Poems

The Accident

I've never known motocross to be a tragic sport.
Dangerous perhaps, played on bikes not a court.
And accidents happen every second of the day.
But I didn't know they could change life this way.
An old friend of mine, cruelly taken by death.
I held her in my arms as she took her final breath.
Then she whispered goodbye, eyes closing at last.
It's sad how someone's life can be taken so fast.
I'll see her again, hopefully with my wife.
But it pains my to know that Olivia has passed.

(This is just a form of closure. If you need to know the story, ask.)