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BIG T'S PRAYER

Dear Lord, please spare
this little angel's life.
Ride with her to the hospital
and hold her little hand tonight.

And lord, help the kind people who
saw her sad eyes.
Who heard "Where's my Daddy?"
and her desperate cries.

And Lord I believe,
Down deep in my heart
You were with each one here
who have done their part.

And when she squeezed my fingers
with that tiny hand
I wished I was you,
and not just a man.

I wanted to take the pain
from this frightened child
To wipe away the tears
and find a smile.

And even though
my heart was broken
No negative words,
were ever spoken.

Get her to the hospital,
and let her be alright
To heal in every way
from this terrible night.

And let tomorrow for her
be a beautiful day
Let her laugh, run,
jump and play.

And let her remember the love
and care given by me,
And the caring hearts and
gentle hands of Company 3.
Tony (Big T) Miller

Tony is a volunteer fireman, and he
wrote this poem after one of his rescue calls.
I think anyone who reads this poem gains
a little better understanding, of why volunteers
do the things they do.
Thank you Tony, for your time
and your beautiful poem.