The Firefighters

by james22   Sep 2, 2006


1 2 3 breathe
1 2 3 breathe
he checks her for a pulse
she checks him for a pulse
he finds a pulse on the young girl
but she doesn\'t find a pulse on the young boy
the young boy has inhaled black smoke
while his house was on fire, he reached for a toy
a toy he loved so dearly, a toy his father gave to him
a fire truck because his father was once a firefighter
a firefighter who was a good man, who lost his life
doing what he loves to do, helping others when they are in need
he left behind two beautiful children and a loving wife
as the house comes crumbling down, the boy gets up
and yells, Noooooooooooooooooooooooooooo !, Dad, where are you ?
a lil voice tells him, I\'m right here son, everything will be okay
the boy tells his father, Mom, wheres mom ?
I\'m right behind you son, I\'m fine son. we are all okay now
but wheres dad ?, why isn\'t he around here ?
the mom says, hes onto a new life but don\'t worry
because remember he said he will always be near
he will never leave you, he will always be in your heart
he always loved what he did, he would always put his life on the line
he would have never changed it, its been the same since the start
the start of when he became not just a father for us
but a father to a group of men and woman that are brave and they are, The Firefighters

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