My Hero
By Barb Kerr
The greatest man
I never met, has run his final race
The pain I feel is showing,
in the tears upon my face
With the love of a father,
and that of a friend
He protected Mike and
Junior, right to the end
In that special ,unselfish
move, for all the world to see
He showed why we love that
BLACK#3
We have lost the heart of
racing, it will never be the same
But he was far more than
just a racing name
His skill in driving was
beyond compare
But it was the man himself
that made me care
Those steel blue eyes, that
sly dawg grin
The way he cared , all part
of him
The loving husband,the
faithful friend
The proud father, memories
that will never end
He lived for Sundays,the
race to win
To beat the odds, was life
to him
To hear those engines roar
to life
Was second only to God and
his wife
Strapped into
the number 3, after Teresa's kiss
Calm, relaxed, ready to
race.Nothing was amiss
As he made that final turn,
in the number 3
I wonder if it was more
than air, the MAN IN BLACK could see
Did he see his daddy, and
Neil Bonnet standing there
And all of heaven angels,
when all we saw was air
I think that God was
standing there to meet the elder E
The one that he's been
waiting for to drive Heaven's #3
I do not know
how long this ache, will tear apart my heart
It may never happen, it may
never start
No one can replace him, in
our hearts or on the track
Rest in peace my hero, I'll
always love the Man in Black
