Poems & Selections

If Tears Could Build A Stairway

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.

And He will raise you up on eagles’ wings Bear you on the breath of dawn Make you to shine like the sun And hold you in the palm of His hand.
By Rodney Murphy In the presence of death we stand awkward, and ill at ease; For death is a well-known stranger whom we recognize, but do not wish to know; But death is not a thing in itself, but a stage in the journey of life, through which all must pass. It may come swiftly […]
Don’t cry for me in sadness; don’t weep for me in sorrow, For I will be beside you, as sure as comes tomorrow. My body has gone but my spirit lives on, as does my love For you. Just as in life. I’ll watch over you, I always will be true. My blood lives on […]
By Julie Epp I was chosen today I’m learning to fly the world took me away, but please don’t you cryAnd I chose you today to try and be strong so please don’t you cry and don’t say that I’m goneWhen you’re feeling alone just remember our love, I’m up near the stars looking down […]