This was sent to me via E-mail by a fellow F/F's wife(and Friend) and I hope it might help. - F/F Ed C.
The Last Alarm
My father was a fireman.
He drove a big red truck and when he'd go to work each day
he'd say "Mother wish me luck".
Then Dad would not come home again 'til some time the next day.
But the thing that bothered me the most was the things some folks would say,
"A fireman's life is easy, he eats and sleeps and plays,
and sometimes he won't fight a fire for days and days and day's".
When I first heard these words I was to young to understand
but I knew when people had trouble Dad was there to lend a hand.
Then my father went to work one day and he kissed us all goodbye
but little did we realize that night we all would cry.
My father lost his life that night when the floor gave way below
and I'd wondered why he'd risked his life for someone he didn't know.
But now I truly realize the greatest gift a man can give is to lay his life upon the line
so that someone else might live.
So as we go from day to day and we pray to God above
say a prayer for your local Firemen. He may save the one's you love.
Carved in stone at the National Monument for Fallen Firefighters Colorado Springs, Co.
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