My poem for Bob...

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It was a cool February day, it seems like yesterday
When I took that call, my whole world stalled.

Time had stopped, the news was bad.
My idol, my hero, but please God wait... he's a dad!

And Cindy, she needs us. I can't believe this is true.
I must call Mom and Dad.. Bob, there's so many who love you.

I just wish I could say a final goodbye,
Just one more conversation, the twinkle in your eye.

You always helped me make the right choice.
Now, I cant even call just to hear your voice.

I will never forget, two days before,
You and my son wrestled on the floor.

I'm so glad we dropped by so Kevin could play,
Because I'd never recall our very last day.

He still thinks you're here but someday I'll tell him
while we hold back tears, squeeze him and hug him.

I'll tell him your stories of pride, service
and your brothers in blue.
And I'll tell him in detail how the guys honored you.

Our hearts are broken from no long goodbye's
If we only could've held you the day that you died.

God must have needed you there, an Angel walking the beat.
You and Grandpa... now those are safe streets.

I miss you my brother, I'll see you someday.
It's hard here without you... God will show us the way.

We love you,
D.K.C.

February 19, 2009