A Fireman’s Job
Fighting fires was this fireman’s job, something he loved to do.
Risking his life with every new fire as his experience grew.
He had a wonderful loving family, a wife and child he adored.
He’d kissed them so soundly each day, as he left through the door.
He never knew what could happen in the dangers that lay ahead.
So he told them everyday how much he loved them, as left his bed.
Never in a million years did he realize what the job he loved would cost.
For while he was fighting a tragic fire, his family was burned and lost.
How much can one man give in doing for others each day?
How will he survive, with this loss and how much he had to pay?
He lost his beloved wife in that same fire and lost his precious son.
He will remember this great loss everyday, until his day is done.
He doesn’t realize of how many other lives he saved that day.
For his pain is too great, he is too deep in dismay.
He paid a heavy price when he left his family that morn.
If only he wouldn’t have gone that day, is why he’s so torn.
How many sacrifices our valiant firemen have given.
So these brave men can help us with our quality of living.
God bless you all, may he grant you peace and serenity.
For helping all others and for how much you've done for me.
Written by,
Bonnie May
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Cryssa
One of my best friends Dad is a firefighter, and he is truly a hero is my eyes, and for awhile my Cousin Frankie was a volunteer firemen, so I can appreciate this write very much, they risk their lives to save so many, thank you for sharing this
In Christs Love
Michelle~
Be always safe,
Karen
Your tributes astonish me - incredible, each and every one. Thank you for all this!!
LOve and Hugs,
Lance
(((HUGS))) and much love, your friend in Tx., Karen Lynn. :D
And God bless the people of Australia; they are in my prayers/thoughts!
Fee
I remember everyday those NY firemen that lost their lives on 9/11, I remember them with awe and respect, their isn't a job its a call.
Georg
(((HUGS))) and love, Karla.