"WHAT
DOES COURAGE MEAN?"
One
day my son asked me, Dad?
What
does courage mean?
At
first I simply answered,
No
fear of certain things.
Then
in that same instant,
I
looked across the street,
I
saw my neighbours running,
And
jumped up from my seat.
As
I ran out the front door,
I
saw what had torn their lives,
The
house that they had built and loved,
Was
burning before my eyes.
We
quickly called the firemen,
And
the minutes seemed like years,
Then
they came from everywhere,
To
battle our biggest fears.
They
swiftly set up their weapons,
And
clad their armor in a flash,
Then
they faced the dragon,
A
monster of fire and ash.
They
boldly rushed into the flames,
To
face the devil and pick a fight,
Risking
the very life they held,
For
another on that night.
No
one was trapped inside that home,
But
a life was still at stake,
For
they have seen many homes lost,
And
have seen many hearts break.
So
once again they fight their enemy,
A
War they can never win,
For
if they win the battle,
The
devil runs to burn again.
But
while the devil was in that house,
they
walked into his lare,
Facing
his evil talons,
With
water and a stare.
They
saved my neighbour's home,
And
the houses all around,
They
then cleaned their weapons,
Letting
their armor fall to the ground.
It
wasn't until the morning,
That
I realized what all had taken place,
When
I went into the house,
I
saw the scar of the devil's face.
That
is when I turned to my son,
And
answered his question again,
Now
a wiser man, I said
When
you think of courage, son,
Think
always of the firemen.
~Author Unknown~