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    Have really enjoyed the other poems I've found posted here. A friend in NY area has shown a poem of mine to others and says they really enjoyed it as well so I thought I'd share it here as well.

    I’m home

    We grew up together
    And always remained friends

    Through good times and bad times
    We learned true friendship never ends

    Our lives, close together, continued on
    As you became a policeman and I a firefighter

    On Duty and off we were oh so proud
    We rejoiced in our efforts, we held our heads high

    When times got tough and this life got us down
    We knew we would stand together, you and I

    The alarms began to chime all around me
    Dispatch requested that you respond

    The Twins were in trouble and needed our aid
    One was mortally wounded, its children in fear

    We rolled out with our comrades, each knowing our task
    Quickly arriving to aid them, being stationed so near

    We moved forward to duty, certain and unafraid
    Knowing we’d perform bravely, to be the best we had trained

    We escorted, we directed, we did everything
    And anything we could do to make sure they got out

    Moving from one to the next, doing all that we could
    Too involved in our efforts to hear the panic, the shout

    The other Twin had been savagely attacked
    It’s children too would be frightened, looking for help

    I saw you as we came to her side
    Moving up ever higher, towards the fire

    Her children lost, confused, we assured them
    Sending them down, their safe exit our only desire

    Suddenly she shuttered, we staggered
    Her wounds too severe, she began to die

    I found myself in darkness, I heard them
    Screaming, I heard them cry

    I held the woman close to me, she clutched me
    “Please don’t let me die, not here, not alone”

    “Don’t worry” I told her “I won’t leave you”
    I couldn’t save her, I never had the chance

    I knew she wouldn’t make it
    My experience told me that at a glance

    I remained with her, guiding her to those pearly gates
    She sadly said “I loved them “ I said “ I know”

    St. Peter took her hand and smiled at me
    Saying “ Thank you for bringing her home”

    Suddenly I’m back in the stairwell
    Looking frantically for you I roam

    In hundreds I see them digging, searching
    Frantic to move this mountainous stack

    Remembering all too well their pledge
    To others they had promised “I’ll watch your back”

    I jump in beside them, moving each piece by hand
    Knowing our efforts seem to others to be above all odds

    Cheers erupt as a miracle happens
    A few of her children and ours are found

    They keep working, beyond human endurance
    Stopping only for an instant, hearing a faint sound

    I hear them call your name, their heads hung down
    Amidst the rubble I see you, my heart sinks low

    I help them lift you, my life long friend
    Your body still shielding another

    Someone asks another “Did you know him”
    I whisper silently “Yes, he’s my brother”

    I continue beside them for days on end
    Knowing I must honor you, no rest, no assurance

    I try to encourage them, they lose hope
    I keep pushing them onward, their spirit sinks low

    They whisper “God help me I’m tired”
    I pat their shoulder and say “ I know”

    Our duty slowly moves toward an end
    I assure all around me, we’ve done all that we can

    We move to leave this resting place of so many
    My eyes turn towards a nearby wall

    Picture upon picture as far as I can see
    I feel at one with them, like I knew them all

    What’s this, It can’t be
    I move closer, take a second look

    I stare at the picture and see my image
    I feel lost and alone, it hits me with a smack

    The wish below it “St. Peter please find him and
    Find it in your heart to let him come back”

    I feel a hand on my shoulder
    I know before I even turn

    “It’s your time to come home too son
    We granted their wish, you gave your best”

    He points to the heavens, I see you
    Waiting there, he continues “ It’s time to join the rest”

    I watch them continue their mission
    As I join you we embrace, so lost

    You tell me “Don’t worry, new brothers
    Will join them, they’ll have their back”

    Now you and I can watch over them
    But my helmet, your holster, they rest on the rack

    Keith Ostrander, Chief, Manson IA Fire Department

    Thanks for letting me share this.
    I shall fear no evil, for I am a Firefighter

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