Standing center stage Looking out Over the field and stands Preparing to throw A carrier changing pitch To one of the most solid players While family and friends Sit at attention Hoping to see Mike Enjoy the game he loves Yet On November 27,2003 That changed Forever No longer will anyone see That young and joyful soul Upon the pitching mound He can only be seen In our pictures and Our memories Standing in hopes to see Only a simple glimpse Of your casket I could hear Only the faint hum Of the spoken words As we were all crammed in Only few could see more Than the broad and single candle That stood above your casket Only symbolizing The strength within you As we soon all huddled outside We saw the delicate rainbow Sweeping across the sky Knowing it could Only be you I became overwhelmed By the enormous crowd That formed In hopes to have That one last memory of you As your casket passed Along side Your loving family, Friends, And teammates On Thanksgiving Day Three young and joyful spirits Left this world Leaving behind those to mourn Their loving souls While two other Young and joyful spirits Must now carry The burden Of all five lives That once And fatal drive Not only destroyed Those five lives But those who loved them Must now deal With the consequences They must face everyday Knowing they will never see Them again That night Effected many Not only by grief But now knowing The significance Of a life That can be taken Not only In days or years But in a split second Because of one decision That many make To drink and drive We have lost many Our world Will no longer have That amazing baseball player, That elegant dancer, That talented artist, That strategic stockbroker, That life saving doctor, That exciting lawyer, Or simply Our grandparent or grandchild, Our Aunt or Uncle, Our cousin, Our brother or sister, Our son or daughter, Our mother or father, Or just our best friend..