[Congressional Record Volume 153, Number 184 (Tuesday, December 4, 2007)]
[Extensions of Remarks]
[Page E2472]
From the Congressional Record Online through the Government Publishing Office [www.gpo.gov]




                        IN MEMORY OF SEAN TAYLOR

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                         HON. KENDRICK B. MEEK

                               of florida

                    in the house of representatives

                       Tuesday, December 4, 2007

  Mr. MEEK of Florida. Madam Speaker, the poem below was written by 
poet and Capitol guide Albert Carey Caswell in honor of Sean Taylor, a 
Miami native and professional football player for the Washington 
Redskins. I rise with a heavy heart in mourning the tragic passing of 
Sean Taylor, a man with a bright future who left behind a loving family 
and scores of adoring football supporters and admirers. We pray for the 
Taylor family during this difficult and wrenching time. I hope these 
words provide some comfort to a grieving family. I humbly submit the 
following poem into the Record:

                              Taylor Made

     God Is Good, God Is Great!
     All in his image, in what he has made . . . All in what he 
           creates!
     To give to this world, in what we do . . . in how we act . . 
           . in all we say, to leave behind to view!

     Into our lives as sent . . .
     Messages from our Lord, Taylor Made for all of us of what 
           life is meant . . .
     To reach us, To teach us, To beseech us by people, who in our 
           time with us is spent . . .

     Taylor Made . . .
     Beauty and The Beast!
     As was Sean Taylor, number ``21'' . . . was such a fine work 
           of art to say the least!

     For Sean Taylor, was Born To Run . . .
     Upon, football fields of green . . . in Sunday suns . . . in 
           The NFL, as was this his father's fine son!
     As what our Lord had so begun . . .

     A quiet and caring man, with but a calm and steady hand!
     Who high above all others, did stand . . . as to his 
           teammates' hearts and souls, he ran!
     Who on fields of green, brought forth such roars throughout 
           the stands . . .

     A Man of passion . . .
     Who to all hearts and souls, would so inspire . . . as he 
           would fashion!
     A man of heart and soul, body and mind . . . all in his short 
           lifetime, so portrayed in all his actions . . .

     Not a hole but left by him!
     But, perhaps a Void . . . that which may never so be filled 
           again?
     For only such things in life, as left . . . by those hearts 
           who bring such inspiration all in their short breaths!

     A humble, quiet caring man . . .
     Who in the spotlight, did not so wish to stand . . . a family 
           man!
     Who upon fields of green, would turn into a machine . . . 
           creating one of The NFL's greatest scenes!

     For all that which is Good and Great! For all that which our 
           Lord so makes . . .
     By his hand, Taylor Made . . . he creates . . . Will not run, 
           and Will not lie . . . with hearts of gold, will so 
           rise!
     All in that moment of truth, of which now so lies . . . but 
           for their loved ones, will so die!

     Only, The Good Die Young! Now, in Heaven Sean you run!
     As so too have you, Sean our fine son . . . now with all of 
           those Angels, too among!
     As you are, but with all of those who have flown, Up To 
           heaven . . . with our Lord, where you belong!

     And in the coming years, on Sunday mornings here . . .
     Whenever, we think of you Sean . . . we'll hear your voice 
           beyond . . . all in our tears!
     Remembering how you lived life, remembering how your soul 
           burned bright . . . as with you, we'll be near!
     And what God has Taylor Made!

     Hush . . . hush!
     Hush . . . Little baby, Don't You Cry!
     Because, one day up in heaven . . . once again, you will gaze 
           into your fine father's eyes!

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