Tuesday, May 29, 2012

A Firefighter's Spouse

They dread the pager or the call;
their heart becomes a grave.
Their loved one called out again,
to extinguish or to save.

The shower was hot, the food was served,
they were about to eat,
their loved one has gone, the food goes cold,
Sadness and loneliness they greet.

Worry and Hope, a battle rage,
within a proud heart,
for important things are happening,
they must be brave and smart.

They know the drawbacks of the job,
they accept them in their stride,
Knowing their mate may save a life,
has given them lots of pride.

The raging fires, the gusting winds,
God, preserve them from that fate,
Please Dear God, Help me,
to be reunited with my mate.
 David J Ferricks 2002

1 comment:

  1. I really like this one!

    I love meeting firefighter wives. It is such a unique position to be in. We have to stick together in order to survive this crazy life.

    I hope that I might encourage you just a little in my journey of faith. We have been through a lot lately, and I hope by being as honest as I can be, I will be able to draw people to my Lord and Savior, Jesus.

    Please stop by often!