Eternal Winners

In the quiet of a heaven's night,

Legends gather in the fading light,

Stories whispered in the air,

Of battles fought with a victory flair.

Kyle laying silent, dreams on hold,

Memories of races, fierce and bold,

A legend’s heart beat on the track,

Now it’s time to bring him back.

Dale walks over, a gentle smile,

Speaks to the Lord, a moment worth the while,

'Lord, another hero’s ready to come home,'

The heavens listen as moments roam.

Bring Kyle home, where the winners race,

On the eternal track, in a hallowed space,

Where the checkered flag forever flies,

And the spirit soars beyond the skies.

The Lord turns, His gaze profound,

'Bring him in, let him be homeward-bound,'

Dale nods softly, steps away,

Guiding Kyle to that sacred day.

"Take my hand," a gentle plea,

"The victory lane’s waiting for thee,'

In the sky, they’ll race anew,

Legends eternal, brave and true.

Bring Kyle home, where the winners race,

On the eternal track, in a hallowed space,

Where the checkered flag forever flies,

And the spirit soars beyond the skies.

No losers here, only winners shine,

In the great beyond, by design,

Gear up for skies with a blazing roar,

Forever racing, forever more.

Kyle’s hand in Dale’s, a final ride,

In heaven’s circle, side by side,

Victory and spirit, bound in grace,

Forever winners in that sacred place.