Brothers

[Firedog]

Brothers


What do you call that person,
The one you owe your life?

What do you call that friend,
That helped you in your strife?

Who is it that you call for,
When death is at your door?

Who is it that you pray for,
when your knees fall to the floor?

In life we have those few,
Who we count on without fear,

They stand beside you endlessly,
and help you shed your tear.

They help face the demons,
That come for us at night,

They boldly stand beside us,
Beside us they stand to fight,

When they fall,
We are there,
To fight along their side,

And when they fear,
We are there,
to give them a place to hide.

Through all time,
Back and forth,
Never keeping count,

We stand, Beside each other,
Wherever trouble mounts,

It is this special bond,
That leads one to give his life,

So that the other one,
Can return safely to his wife,

It is because of this relationship,
And reasons so few can see,

That every other firefighter,
Known or unknown to me,

Will be called my Brother,
And their Brother will I be.


-Michael Ballew

[Rippenlips]

AMEN!