The Last Alarm

My father was 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 sometime the next day.

But the thing that bothered me the most was the thing's some folks would say,

"A fireman's life is easy, he eats and sleeps and plays,

and sometimes he wont fight a fire for days and days."

When I first heard these words I was 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 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 risk his life for someone he did not know.

But not 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 fireman. He may save the one's you love

-Unknown