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Ladyvol  (Level: 212.4 - Posts: 5651)
Sun, 18th Feb '07 8:11 PM


Heaven 500 Poem

My kind of Heaven.

The Heaven 500 was just getting started, An All-Star race, for the racing
departed. Heroes of the track, with nerves like steel, And sitting on the
pole, was a cat named Neil.

Adam Petty was there with his beautiful smile, Kenny Irwin determined, to
finish in style. Lee Petty was glowing, with that Grandfather pride, With
Davey & Clifford, both in a new ride.

Fireball Roberts floated in on a cloud, While Tony Roper waved, to the
Heavenly crowd. Detjens – Shear – Schill – then Tim Richmond appeared,
Kulwicki strapped in, while the racing fans cheered.

The honorary starter, for this Heavenly race, Ralph Earnhardt was chosen, a
tear on his face. But the red flag flew, just before it had begun, And every
eye, was open wide, and looking to the SON.

A last minute entry, was the cause of delay, While the fans were instructed,
to kneel and to pray. The Heavens turned black, and the clouds turned dark,
The lightning was brilliant, the thunder did bark.

Then out of the rumble, for all there to see, The clouds formed a number, a
black number three. The Heavenly fans, then erupted with pride, And welcomed
this star, who had recently died. With a bolt of lightning, Dale Earnhardt
arrived, as he stood before Jesus, his spirit revived. Jesus hugged his
precious child, then revealed his perfect plan, “I brought you home, to let
you know, that I’m your biggest fan!”

“The Intimidator was needed, for this Heavenly race, leaving all of you
earthly fans, with honor & grace.” Ralph Earnhardt then stepped forward,
embracing his son, then whispered in the ear of Dale, “Let’s go and have
some fun!”

As Ralph stood proud, the green flag flew, The crowd went wild and the
tension grew. And just like Salvation, the admission was free, As every eye
focused, on the black number three.

When the checkered flag dropped, no dry eyes remained, It was a photo
finish, as Jesus explained. He said, “There are no losers on this Heavenly
track, This was a welcome home party, for The Man In Black!”

Now we have added to the Heaven 500 Race Bobby Hamilton…And Benny Parsons.

Groupw  (Level: 144.4 - Posts: 153)
Sun, 18th Feb '07 8:54 PM

Nice Vickie. I used to catch myself looking for the 3 car in the pack when they would show a wide shot for a long time after he died. Even though I didn't pull for him, the moves he made would always amaze even veteran racing fans. He was one of the last ones that came up the hard way and earned his right to be on the track and could have held his own in any era of racing.

Tuzilla  (Level: 144.9 - Posts: 3839)
Sun, 18th Feb '07 9:12 PM

Very, very nice. And we should remember Harvick is the driver Dale Sr. was bringing up at the time of his crash, and the 29 is the renumbered 3 car. So 3 is in the victory circle again.

Gypsylady  (Level: 148.4 - Posts: 6097)
Sun, 18th Feb '07 9:15 PM

A beautiful poem Vickie! Thanks!


Swiper  (Level: 153.4 - Posts: 875)
Mon, 19th Feb '07 6:14 AM

Very Nice Vickie. Could you do a poem on David Cassidy now? Love you, Kelley

Kaufman  (Level: 268.0 - Posts: 3941)
Mon, 19th Feb '07 2:26 PM

With apologies to Ogden Nash:

David Cassidy
Could sing passably.

Swiper  (Level: 153.4 - Posts: 875)
Tue, 20th Feb '07 6:16 AM

Hey, Vickie, didn't mean to make light of your obviously hard work on this poem. (Should've goofed in a different place and time.) It is awesome, and as always, so are you.

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