ONE QUARTER MILE FROM HEAVEN

 

Like a guardian angel from four cars back
Watching Michael & Dale Jr. as they circled the track.
No intention of winning, just holding his place So proud of his “boys” now winning the race.

We though it was over, the end was so near.
No time for pain; no time for fear.
We did not know, as there was no sign Dale was only one-quarter mile from his final finish line.

Within an instant, NASCAR fans would be facing An eternal change in their world of racing.
He was one of the greatest; beloved in his sport With a grand career, now sadly cut short.

All the crowd noticed was excitement and debris
But a miracle was happening we could not see.
Dale said goodbye through shining metal and chrome
As God gave "NUMBER 3" the checkered flag home

But forever in our hearts, and in the scheme of things
We’ll picture him circling heaven with black and red wings.
Grinning; telling angels...and even the Creator,
"Look out over there.. here comes the Intimidator!"

Carol & Ken Webb - Columbus Ohio