Police Officers & Firemen
To Our Firemen & FireWomen
Twas the night before Christmas and all through the town, the fire siren echoed blaring its sound.
The firefighters came running from far and from near,
and raced to the trucks quickly donning their gear.
And I in my bunkers my boots and my hat,
jumped to the engine to see where the fire's at.
Down at the corner of Fifth and of Oak, the dispatcher informed us of a house filled with smoke.
Smoke poured from the sides, from up and from down,
yet up on the roof there was none to be found.
So up to the rooftop we raised up a ladder,
and climbed to the top to see what was the matter.
I came to the chimney and what did I see,
but a fellow in red stuck past his knees.
Well we tugged and we pulled until he came out,
then he winked with his eye and said with a shout.
"These darn newfangled chimneys they make them too small, for a fellow as I, not skinny at all."
With a twitch of his nose he dashed to his sleigh, and called to his reindeer, "AWAY now, AWAY."
As we rolled up our hoses he flew out of sight, saying
"God bless our firefighters"
and to all a good night.
By Peter Verhaar, Seattle Police Department
The house was sparsely furnished,
the walls in need of paint,
A tree stood in the corner, it's lit but very faint.
A little boy stood sadly, his gifts had disappeared,
He knew Santa was coming,
then his mom broke down in tears.
The thief who stole this family's gifts
took more than he ever knew.
I looked at my partner and he at me.
We knew what we had to do.
Santa will visit this family, his sleigh a different hue,
Tonight Santa is coming but he will be wearing Blue.
We rushed to the closing mall with our lights
clearing the way.
An emergency had risen, we had to save the day.
The guard was locking the doors, his family he would not see.
For all night he needed to work, though a shame, had to be.
We told the guard the story then he told a clerk of our plight.
The clerk opened the store and
turned on the Christmas lights.
Money we had little, the family's need was great,
The clothes, food, and toys we wanted
made our credit hesitate.
Our radio which was silent rang a "help the officer" call.
A family needed help, come to the shopping mall.
Cars came with sirens blaring. Officers shared in the delight.
I've never seen such caring. I knew it would be all right.
Santa will visit this family. His sleigh a different hue,
Tonight Santa is coming but he will be wearing Blue.
As we filled our car with presents,
for under their dimly lit tree,
A chorus of blue sang carols, with raspy Christmas glee.
We raced to the boy's house, proud of what we had done.
The caring, the sharing, made this a joyful Christmas run.
The parents were thankful to see us. Tears filled their eyes.
Just then a flash caught my attention.
My eyes went to the sky.
There was no man in a sleigh, nor angels singing a hymn.
Just stars all around us and a warm feeling deep within.
Santa did visit this family though his sleigh a different hue.
His spirit was in our hearts and his coat was the color Blue.
