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| Heroes Cry Heroes Unsung Heros An Unseen Hero The Ultimate Hero |
I've always had a hero Even if he couldn't fly He is a firefighter Such a wonderful guy He would drive the engine Blow the horn and wave He'd even give us stickers When there wasn't a life to save I knew when I got older What I'd like to be A job as a firefighter Yep, that's the job for me I got older and years flew by My goal still in my heart I watched as they fought fires I couldn't wait to be a part One day I got my chance To help my heroes out I woke up on that morning To hear my mother shout I burst into tears When I heard a women say "Thousands of people are dead 343 Firefighters were lost today." I tried to dry my eyes And kissed my mom good bye I began to pack back my bags I couldn't watch them die. I called my two friends And we agreed to do all we could We found a ride, and braved a train We hoped to do some good. A police man stopped to ask us If we needed a ride We jumped into a van Not knowing what we'd find We drove until we reach the grounds That's when silence fell on us all I saw my heroes searching Thought mounds some thirty feet tall We helped our heroes out We washed wounds and nursed their colds As I washed their eyes I could see the pain that they hold We worked to keep them safe With a band aid or a pill We listened to them talk And took care of them when ill Then one day I took a walk With some band aids in a pouch I treated as I greeted I tried to mend each OUCH I walked into a tent To remember those who now were gone I read each name out loud Tears stopped me from going on. I collapsed to my knees Filled with fear, anger, and pain For some where deep inside I know nothing would be the same I cried and shook so hard I couldn't get myself to stand That's when if felt it on my back It was a hero's hand He helped me get on my feet And held me by his side We gazed at men's photos The men smiled with such pride I looked up at my hero His face was brown with dirt I looked into his eyes I could tell that they hurt His face was strong and tiered Which sort of showed his years Then a realized the lines Lines in dirt which came from tears As I stood there I held tightly Not wanting to let my hero go I didn't want my hero to cry I wished it wasn't so. And there stood deep in the night Deep inside a tent A hero and a teenage girl She knew who God had sent. By: Patricia Reshaw Heroes, sometimes don't go to battle, sometimes they have to conquer their within, sometimes their actions speak louder than words, others, through fate, never get the chance to win. But you are indeed, our hero, you gave it your all and then a little more and we just wanted you to know that we're proud of you and that's really what these words are for. It takes a brave man to even consider the military, especially with the world on its precarious edge, it takes a brave man to volunteer, and an even braver man to take the pledge. And we're sorry you didn't get your party, but you had to leave with only hours to spare and as a marine, you knew your duty, responsiveness goes with the uniform and the hair. There were a lot of tears that night, we knew you'd chosen the infantry and the risks attached, but you were determined to make it as a marine and that determination, simply couldn't be matched. Because you always strive to be the best, in anything you set your mind to and that mind set helped you through boot camp, God only knows what you had to go through. And in five long weeks of hell, you were already the leader of the squad, but then fate decided to intervene and you were struck, like a bolt from God. And so very quickly and cruelly, your dreams turned into dust, but maybe everything for a reason and maybe, in fate you should trust. Because, believe me, you never let us down, we are immensely proud of what you've done, in fact, you've never disappointed us in anything, you are in every way, a wonderful son. And your little girl misses you so, she misses you with all her heart and today is the first day of the rest of your life and I think with your spirit, that's a pretty good start. So, just know that you haven't failed us and yes, there's one more thing you should know, we love you, we're very proud of you and yes son, you are definitely our hero. Copyright Allen Jesson 2002 You read about the fallen comrades, who are true heros that's for sure; but do you ever hear about the person who was there just to lend a hand? He may be the neighborhood boy who ran to the the corner store or maybe the volunteer who worked at a benefit stand. These are not grand events that make earth-shattering news; but to the person they aided they were heros tried and true. We would not dispute the honor of those whose lives we lose or that enviable courage known only to the persons in blue. Yet, everyday people go out and give in their mundane ways. They are the unsung heros. It's to them I write my praise. For all these charitable people, I nod my head and pray. For without their knack for giving the world would be a forlorn place. Laura L. Scotty (2/20/95) He rises slowly to his feet, As the night explodes to light, In the cardboard box he now lives, He spent a sleepless night. He gathers up his treasures, Then folds his shelter away, Into a nearby shopping cart, His belongings go today. There is no place for him to go, No house to call his own, Just another homeless person, Unseen and still unknown. This man was once a Veteran, He fought his country’s war, Battle scarred and weary, His mind screamed out - - no more. ©Kicklighter1998 From the Christian Collection Six by Calvin Hart "The Son of man is come to seek and to save that which was lost." Luke 19:10 Down through the years and generations, This world has seen the likes of those, Who have performed great acts of Heroism, Those are the ones called Heros. Some names live on in history, For unselfish acts and deeds, Many are lost and forgotten, Who acted from Love or need. Some are Heros in the medical field, Who devoted their lives to find, Cure for diseases that ravage the body, Or therapy for disease of the mind, Some are Heros of military fame, who's bravery is beyond degree, Who fought in wars and battles, To keep our country free. Some are Heros of science, Who constantly strove for new ways, To improve the living conditions of man, And provide us a better day. Some are Heros of justice, Who upheld the statutes of law, Those who served in the courtrooms, Or answered emergency calls. Some are Heros yet unsung, Who acted unselfishly, A stranger who helped a stranger, Then faded into obscurity. Some are Heros of religion, Who's faith and devotion were true, Who for their convictions were persecuted, Who for their convictions were slew. There is one ultimate Hero, Who in His love and grace, Laid down His life in sacrifice, To save the human race. That Hero is the Son of God, And Jesus is His name, What He did , He did for love, Not for earthly fame. He left His home in paradise, To be born unto mortal men, To teach His Father's Holy Word, For remission of our sins. He performed wondrous miracles, In God His Father's name, He raised the dead from eternal sleep, And healed the blind and lame. And when His time had been fulfilled, This hero we call Christ, Fulfilled the purpose for which He was sent, As the last blood sacrifice. He gave His life in agony, And shed His blood on the cross, So that by His death, we might find, Salvation from the lost. He bought our salvation with His very life, But He offers it to us for free, He loves us so much, that He died for us, That sounds like a Hero to me. Calvin Hart |
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