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Poems & Selections

Fireman’s Prayer

When I am called to duty, God whenever
flames may rage, give me the strength to save some life, whatever be its age.
Help me to embrace a little child before it’s too late, or some older person from the horror of that fate.
Enable me to be alert and hear the weakest shout, and quickly and efficiently to put the fire out.
I want to fill my calling and give the best in me, to guard my neighbor and protect his property.
And if according to my fate I am to lose my life, please bless with your protecting hand my children and my wife.

Letting Go

To “let go” does not mean to stop caring. It means I can’t do it for someone else. To “let go” is not to cut myself off. It’s the realization that I can’t control another. To “let go” is to admit powerlessness, which means the outcome is not in my hands. To “let go” is […]

Miss Me, But Let Me Go

When I come to the end of the road, and the sun has set for me. I want no rites in a gloom-filled room. Why cry for a soul set free? Miss me a little, but not too long, and not with your head bowed low. Remember the love that was once shared. Miss me, […]

Irish Blessing 19

May the joys of today Be those of tomorrow. The goblets of life Hold no dregs of sorrow.

A Thought on Death

When life as opening buds is sweet, And golden hopes the fancy greet, And Youth prepares his joys to meet, – – Alas! how hard it is to die! When just is seized some valued prize, And duties press, and tender ties Forbid the soul from earth to rise, – – How awful then it […]

617-971-8590 / 980-231-1476

Poems & Selections

Fireman’s Prayer

Letting Go

Miss Me, But Let Me Go

Irish Blessing 19

A Thought on Death

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