Fireman - Poem by shannon eason
My fireman is the best
Person that I know that is
Different in every way but
When it comes to his job.
As a volunteer Fireman,
My heart cries every time.
With him all dressed out
In his yellow fire suite makes me
Proud to be in love with him
And know that he is fighting for life.
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