Your Lips So Gently
Touching Mine!
My Heart Bursts Like
Fireworks On The 4th Of July.
Your Eyes That Express
So Much Caring And Tenderness.
Your Hands That With The Slightest Caress,
Touch My Very Soul.
Even When You Are Far Away,
I Can Close My Eyes
And You Are Here.
Your Hands Caressing,
Our Lips In A Fiery Kiss.
A Kiss Like No Other In The Universe.
A Kiss That Can Span The Miles We Are Apart.
A Kiss That Can Soar Across Times Unknowna.

Michael, My Brother, You Are Gone,
Tho’ Your Memory Still Lives On,
Round And Round The Track
Never Once Looking Back.

“It’s Almost Friday” You Always Said
Forever Chasing The Checker Flag.
No. 1 You’ll Always Be
Your Gold Car We’ll Always See.

Our Friend, Darrell, Was A Very Special Man.
He Was A Friend, Husband, Father, Son, Brother, Grandson, Nephew, And Uncle.
He Could Find The Good In Everything.
He Could Always Make You Feel Better When You Were Down. He Was A Devoted Family Man,
Half Of A Wonderful Couple,
And An Awesome Father To Three Bright And Cherished Children.

Darrell Was Called To Defend Our Country Against Terrorism For The Future Of Our Nation.
A Hero He Was Bound To Be As He Went Away.
Everyone Was Praying For His Safe Return.