John W. McEwers
Heroism - Poem by John W. McEwers
It isn't easy to save a grown man from a burning building
but that's just whet you did when you found me
crying out the window
shouting, 'Help! '
My arms were flailing back and forth
and you thought I didn't look as crazy as I felt
at that time of my life.
I was just divorced,
I was young but thought the world was over
When you came for me, Kate.
I was down in the dumps
I was drinking too much
and I had barely ever drank before in my life.
I didn't know that drinking made people think of such terrible things
and their pasts.
I hated myself,
but you saved me from that burning inferno of oblivion.
I love you Kate,
you saved me.
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