Here And Gone Poem by Laurence Overmire

He lived a high-speed life

29-year-old go-teed rebel with an attitude and
A wicked smile
A bit too real for some perhaps
Jokes to pass the strenuous time
Before the shift would end
But he made himself, without thinking
An integral part of our workplace
Life, we didn't know he knew
That's what it was all about.

It came as a shock when we found out
A late night crash on his motorbike
Going too fast, living too hard
Loving too much?
Here and gone, in an instant
It's over
Or is it?

We find ourselves yet remembering
And wishing somehow
We'd said some things
We'd told him how much it meant
Just to have him

Be around.

~ Laurence Overmire