When I Don't
I Reach Up And Hold Gods Hand.
And We Walk Together In Silence
-- Mahatma Gandihi --
Earlier this week we were witness to one of the greatest
tragedies this country has ever seen on its soil. As a
department we would like to salute our colleagues who
gave their lives on the New York Fire Department. We
would also like to honor all the others who lost their lives
in this horrible act of terrorism.
The Last Alarm
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 dayand kissed us all goodbye but little did we realizes 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.
|To Those Who Died
If tomorrow all the
things were gone Id worked for all my life,And I had to start again with just my
children and my wife.Id thank my lucky stars to be living here today, Cause
the flag still stands for freedom and they cant take that away.
|Don't Cry For Me
I'm sorry that I had to leave you. A distant voice called me away. There was so much left for us to share, so much we never got to say. But all my pain is far behind me, confusion finally laid to rest. I hope my life here had a reason. What you do now will be the test.
I died too early, but I always knew I would. I lived life the way I wanted, and always looked for something good
in everyone. As I look down upon you now, my hopes for you are still so strong.
Better to have loved and lost,
but we haven't lost for long.
Don't cry for me, beloved friends. I've risen beyond this world of fear.
Hold my friendship in your memory, and always know that I am near. I know the grief will nearly kill you. Dry your eyes, and carry on. Remember me, for through your lives,
my spirit will live on.