Jul 2015
With hands of love
At work or play
They go above
To help each day
Mouths they've fed
Tears they've wiped
Sometimes they've bled
But they never gripe
Like lead in pencil
Creating beauty
With out a stencil
And always on duty
A child they raised
With love they gave
A firefighter today
A life they saved
Written by E.M.Rushton
At work or play
They go above
To help each day
Mouths they've fed
Tears they've wiped
Sometimes they've bled
But they never gripe
Like lead in pencil
Creating beauty
With out a stencil
And always on duty
A child they raised
With love they gave
A firefighter today
A life they saved
Written by E.M.Rushton
I had a medical call and it was a cardiac arrest. We brought this person back to life 7 times and now she alive today and doing well. this gave me the idea for this poem.
