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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.

Broken Chain

We little knew that day, God was going to call your name. In life we loved you dearly, In death, we do the same. It broke our hearts to lose you. You did not go alone. For part of us went with you, The day God called you home. You left us beautiful memories, Your […]

Not How Did He Die, But How He Did Live

Not how did he die but how did he live Not what did he gain but what did he give These are the units to measure the worth of a man as a man regardless of birth Not what was his church nor what was his creed? But had he befriended those really in need? […]

In the Presence of Death

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 […]

Those We Love

Those we love don’t go away, They walk beside us every day, Unseen, unheard, but always near; Still loved, still missed, & always dear.

617-971-8590 / 980-231-1476

Poems & Selections

If Tears Could Build A Stairway

Broken Chain

Not How Did He Die, But How He Did Live

In the Presence of Death

Those We Love

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