Mary Taylor Poet Rhyme

A Moment In the Life of a Volunteer Firefighter

As I am sitting quietly, with my family
Watching TV and enjoying the night 
Then comes the tones from my radio
Signaling something is not all right

Not knowing what the call may bring
My heart rate begins to rise
It could be a house on fire
Or a wreck causing someone's demise

I hurry to the fire station 
Listening intently on the way
To my radio, listening to
What the 911 Operators have to say.

They tell me it's a structure on fire,
Flames visible, and no entrapment
Within 90 seconds our turnouts go on
Prayers for safety upwards are sent

While in route we put our air packs on
Adrenaline pumping through our veins
Running into a structure on fire
Some would think was completely insane.

We enter while crawling upon our knees
Armed with nothing but a fire hose
Flames and thick smoke is what you see
Can't see much beyond your nose

We blindly make our way to the source
with the hose we knock the fire back
Fire being the destructive beast that it is
We follow our pre-planned offensive attack

Once this fierce battle is over and 
once the flames are all gone
Back to the station we all go
Another call together is done

We carry on the rest of the day
Or until we get another call
A moment in the life of a volunteer
It's not a bad life, not at all.

2/17/2020

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