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Poems

This page dedicated to all emergency service workers and especially those that have given their life in the line of duty.

A Fireman's WifeBy: Sheryl Knieriemen

Sometimes it's hard to understand

what a Fireman has to gain

Spending so much time at the station

while his family time seems to wane.

They often hold meeting after meeting,

training sessions here and there;

Work details and fundraisers too,

tension is often felt in the air.

"Lord, help us please to understand

just what it's all about,"

And with those words He told us all

beyond a shaddow of a doubt;

For it happened on a Saturday morn

when the firemen received a call,

Where a man suffered from electrocution

12,000 volts, they say in all.

As I arrived, I saw him there

draped lifelessly across the tower,

God only Your love can give them strength

in this crucial hour.

While two men held him so he wouldn't fall

and another man took control,

They risked their own for another man's life

and by God's grace they attained their goal;

For it was only a matter of time till they lowered him

where on a back-board he was bound,

And with numerous hands he was lowered again

to an Ambulance Crew on the ground.

From that point on the firemen had done

all they were able to do,

And as I watched I couldn't help but feel

the pain they too, had been through.

There isn't enough training that prepares them

for what life has in store,

I pray Dear God You,ll prepare their hearts

each time they pass through the station's doors;

A place where lives are being transformed

for what a Fireman's called to do,

Where Faith's increased and hearts made strong

for the trials they must go through.

And the next time they're called to duty God

for meetings, training, or to save a persons property or life,

Please give us Strength, Love, and Hope it takes

to be a Fireman's Wife.

A Fireman's Prayer

When I am called to duty, God
Wherever Flames may rage
Give me the strength to save some life
Whatever Be its age
Help me embrace a little child
Before it is too late
Or save an older person from
The horror of that fate
Enable me to be alert and
Hear the weakest shout
And quickly and efficiently
To put the fire out
I want to fill my calling and
To give the best in me
To guard my every neighbor
And protect their property
And if according to your will
I have to lose my life
Please bless with your protecting hand
My children and my wife

THE LAST ALARM

My father was a fireman, he drove a big red truck,
And when he'd go to work each night, he'd say, "Mother wish me luck".
Then Dad would not come home again, 'til sometime the next day,
But the thing that bothered me most, was the things some folks would say.
A fireman's life is easy, he eats and sleeps and plays,
And sometimes he don't fight a fire for days and days and days.
When I first heard these comments, I was too young to understand
Cause I knew, when people had trouble Dad was there to lend a hand.
Then my father went to work one day and kissed us all good-bye,
But little did we realize, that night, we all would cry.
My father gave his life that night, when the floor gave way below,
And I wondered why he'd risk his life, for someone he didn't know.
But now I realize, the greatest gift a man could give,
Is to lay his life upon the line, so that someone else may live.
So as we go from day to day, and we pray to God above,
Say a prayer for your local fireman, he may save the one you love.
By: Jim Martinez ~ 7th District Vice-President

Links to other firefighter related poems:

Poems at Firefighting Dot Com

Dedicated to Dad