In Remembrance Of Dale Earnhardt, 7 time Winston Cup Champ.
A poem to Dale Jr.
You must have faith that life goes on;
I'll be ok, but please be strong.
It breaks my heart to see you cry;
believe my spirit will not die.
I'll miss you all, you must know that:
but let me go, I can't look back.
The cars still race, the world still turns;
and my love for will always burn.
Memories are all you've left;
hold them close, or be bereft.
This day I know you'll not forget;
but I'll always have this one regret.
Not being able to say good-bye,
and to be here now, to watch you cry.
Racing always was my dream;
ironic now it must seem.
I died doing something I love;
now I must watch it from above.
But don't worry, you see;
the good Lord is here with me.
Keep me always in your heart;
stay together, don't fall apart.
So when the rises and I'm not by your side;
don't let me catch you with a tear in your eye.
I have to go, I'll see you later;
Signed with love,
The Intimidator |
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THE DAY RACING DIED
The thrill of the race, the roar of the crowd,
You're in the right place, mistakes not allowed.
To see Earnhardt race is a thrilling 'ol sight,
But on this dark day, He turned out the light.
As the cars came around that one fateful turn,
You hear only one sound, that loud crash and burn.
People are rushing to set drivers free,
But no one can help Dale & the 3.
A tragic event has taken a life,
Leaving behind his kids and a wife.
No one will know the greatness to come,
But as Dale would say "It sure has been fun!".
As he was carried away, if you'd imagine you'd see,
A car greeting him, a black #3.
The best that there was is now gone from the track,
And all of you know there's no turning back.
If it could be done I know what we'd want,
The black #3 with Earnhardt unhurt.
Racing just won't be the same without him,
We'll always remember that sly little grin.
He only was wanting to please family and fans,
And that's what he did, right to the end.
Now Dale is gone and it's a tragic loss,
But we all know he'll always be boss.
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Life is but a stopping place,
A pause in what's to be,
A resting place along the road,
to sweet eternity.
We all have different journeys,
Different paths along the way,
We all were meant to learn some things,
but never meant to stay...
Our destination is a place,
Far greater than we know.
For some the journey's quicker,
For some the journey's slow.
And when the journey finally ends,
We'll claim a great reward,
And find an everlasting peace,
Together with the lord.
Author Unknown
Dale Poem Tribute Page
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May all fans find comfort in knowing that Dale was a true hero in his fans' eyes.
Dale Earnhartd 1951-2001
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