What it Means to Me
My Whole Life
I grew up thinking
Making a difference
Instead of sinking
Into a workforce
That had no meaning
For I was made to risk it all
To save the lives of those who fall
And through the thick white smoke
With embers bursting around my face
I will not choke
It is a race
A baby's cry
Echoes from upstairs
I will not let her mother's hope die
Her family waits outside, beginning to grow impatient
As the house begins to crumble and tear
I begin to realize
I do not care
About the risk involved with saving
The life of a loving family's baby
I wrap my arms around her body
And as I turned around to flee
I saw a collar with a name engraved, "Scotty"
I rushed the baby to her mother
And without hesitation returned to grab another
Who could not help himself escape
I looked high and low
Far and Wide
Then I saw the little dog
Under a table trying to hide
His leg was limp
He could not walk
I scooped him up
His eyes filled with shock
As we neared the front door
The roof smacked down on the floor
i made one last effort to dive to the exit
And the whole famly was affectionate
Giving me thanks for saving their loved ones
Nothing could ever be so rewarding
One Job May Change My Life.