Thank you for visiting this sight. I hope you found
it pleasurable and informative. Steve leaves behind the inspiration of his life, love and passion for wildlife.
He will not be forgotten, and lives within every one of us. He is in the mind and
hearts of all who loves him.
"We love you Steve" rest in peace my friend.
Here is a beautiful poem written by a beautiful woman who loves Steve, and who
recently lost her child.
This is one of the most beautiful poems I have ever read. My hat is off to
you. Thank you Brenda and Derek.
God Can WE Talk
If I could
part the cloud's to Heaven,
I'd humble walk right through,
I'd kneel before God reverently and ask,
"May I please
speak to you "
"I have a friend who's hurting,
And I don't know what to do "
"I've come to ask for your advise,
And
a favor or two from you"
" I need to borrow Crikey from you,
It shouldn't take to long,
I need him to come home and
tell his family
To hold on and be strong,"
" I know Heaven is brighter,
since Crikey walked through your door,
And
though your talking care of him,
His family needs him more !!!!!!!!!!
Then God would look and say,
" MY child it's
hard to understand,
"Let's walk while I explain "
And God would take me by the hand,
And He'd say, " Go and tell
his family
To keep their mind's on up above,
And someday soon,
They to shall see again,
A man they truly loved,"
"
Tell them I know their mind's are tired
And their heart's are broken to,
For if they've not forgotten,
I know what
their going through"
I to had to watch as they,
Tortured my son at the cross,
And then to know his family suffered,
They
to took their greatest loss"
" You tell them to remember,
To talk to me each day,
For as much as I would like to
help,
I'm the only way"
" You tell them Crikey is Happy here,
For there is no sadness here,
And someday soon I'll
give them peace,
And dry up every tear,
" For now they'll have to make it
On memories alone
But one day soon they'll
be with him
For my love will bring them home,"
I thank God for this message
That I could bring back down,
And
then I would wave Good-Bye to Crikey,
And touch his shinning crown"
He'd tell you not to suffer,
That you'd never
understand,
But when your at your toughest time,"
Reach out and take his hand
WE LOVE YOU CRIKEY
written
by Brenda Dailey Oct 6th 2006
copy write 2006
Here is another poem by this lovely woman.
Please be sure to say something to her and praise her for her lovely
work in this Steve Irwin support group.
OUTSIDE HIS BEDROOM DOOR
I looked into his private
world
Outside his bedroom door
A place where he laughed and lived
A place he lives no more
The friend's that
come to visit
The bed where he did sleep
Tear's began to cloud my eye's
I stand and start to weep.
The desk
where he did his work
His clothes that he did ware'
His life that he was living
Without a single care.
Some
picture's that were special
And Bindi's favorite note
A television he did watch......
On the table his remote..
His
croc's wonder where he went now
His life that he began
The memories are all painful.
A life that I don't like
Now
that God came and took him
To a place, I cant yet see.
His laughter now longer lingers
As it once did in our
home
Vision's of him and Terri
Walking by my side
But when I woke this morning
No one was at my side
I
looked into his private world
Outside his bedroom door
A place where he laughed and lived
A place he lives no more..
Love
to you Crikey
Brenda Dailey
copywrite 2006
I too
lost my son almost 2 years ago at age 20 so please dont take
this poem and make it your own as it was origanaly written
for my
son...Thank you Brenda and Derek
Don't forget to sign my guestbook before you leave this sight.
