Tracy Milillo
63
1987 - 2009
In death
You leave us mysteries
During your last two days in the hospital
Where more than seventy friends
Came to visit you
You could not recall your fall
Police sought in vain for answers
No witnesses appeared
In reverence
I pass your memorial
(A bike painted white
With a basket
In which fresh flowers
Periodically appear)
Placed there to clamor for safer roads
And caution those of us who ride
While you, tragically, will not
Anymore
I hope
It is some comfort
That, though I did not know you,
As I pass and read the dates
Outlining too short a span
I can’t help but wish
You were still here
Riding your bike
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This is very sad to think of what happened to Tracy Milillo, but a powerful message for safer roads and such. Thanks for sharing this Tom.
Passing her memorial in my neighborhood, I was compelled to find out more and inspired to write this poem. Thank you, Robie and Wesley for commenting.
How very sweet, Tom.
Thanks, Deb. :)
robie2 Level 6 Commenter 2 years ago
oh my goodness-- how sad and what a beautiful memorial you have written.