The Intimadator
His passion was racing,
In his sleek black car.
You could hear him coming,
From near and afar.
The roar of his engine,
Would scream through the air,
He'd run with the pack,
With inches to spare.
But one fateful day
On the seasons first race,
Something went wrong,
Now he's in God's grace.
His life was taken
Doing what he loved,
Now his racing is done,
In the heavens above.
Now Bobbie and Davie
Adam,Kenny and the rest,
Get to race in Heaven
With the very Best.
His memory will live
Through the love of his fans,
Through his wife and his children,
And through his friends.
We'll Miss You Dale,
Every single day,
Till we meet again,
In Victory Lane!
Written By:
Donna M Louer
copyright:2001 |