Marco,
you were beautiful, graced
the race track
with your slender, leathered
figure, the interviews with
your shy and smiling
face, your hair a scribbled
signature
to tell the world you
wanted to
stand out and
so you did.
Outstanding for
the life in you, the
drive and verve and
energy as every
nerve and sinew relished
every single minute
of your
too short
existence.
Goodbye.
I never met you, yet
I’ll miss you.
God bless you.
© Jane James
Marco Simoncelli dies after MotoGP crash in Sepang
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Jane James lives in Wolverhampton, writes and performs randomly, talks to strangers and dances with fish.