C A L L W A I T I N G
I’m laying in the darkness, I cannot fall asleep.
I wonder where my husband is, I wish he’d call or beep.
I saw him leave this morning, the black boots on his feet.
He said he had to run now, and I know he’s on the street.
You’ll know him when You see him, his truck is very loud.
He has no time to stop now, he doesn’t want a crowd.
A caller said “Please hurry!” Come quickly if you will.
A young man with a motorbike is laying very still.
A mother calls in anguish, her child limp and blue.
HURRY! Come, I need you! I don’t know what to do.
I hear his key turning, he’s coming in the door.
I hear him drop his boots, then footsteps on the floor.
I hear him in the kitchen, I can tell from his walk,
He’ll soon come and wake me, and ask if we can talk.
We’ll sit out in the moonlight, and listen to the night.
He talks about a shooting, a streetgang in a fight.
A car crash, a drowning, a small child hurt at play.
The things he needs to talk about, the things he did today.
The old, the sick, the injured, some so very small.
He did all he could to help them, he answered every call.
Every day he has a mission, he knows it in his heart.
He does everything he can and always does his part.
If you are sick or injured and you need to reach my Hon,
I can tell you how to reach him, his number is ……911.
A Firefighter’s Wife
December 11th, 2008 at 8:30 pm
Absolutely beautiful! Very touching!
December 11th, 2008 at 8:41 pm
Thanks Chrissy,
I of course did not write the poem, but there are so many out there. I’m trying to get them in between posts. I don’t want to just fill up on poems to make us all cry.
Not what it’s all about by any means!
January 25th, 2009 at 9:29 pm
i just came across your page somehow & can’t keep myself from reading your post….love the posts!! I too am a firefighters wife & this one touched my heart!
January 26th, 2009 at 7:49 am
Thanks Andrea,
If there’s ever anything you can think of you’d like to see addressed please let me know. We’ve been in the fire service for about 8 years now so there are some things I’ve already gotten used to and forget I deal with them on a daily basis.
July 22nd, 2009 at 10:45 am
this is a very touching poem. I never realized all the things they see.
July 22nd, 2009 at 12:34 pm
Yes, it’s a very real poem and a good one. On a bad day I know my hubby could go on every one of the calls in the poem.
November 4th, 2009 at 8:13 pm
Hi~ I was in search of the perfect firefighters wife poem and came across your page! I love it! You have a lot beautiful poems. Thanks for posting them!
November 4th, 2009 at 9:39 pm
Hi Shelley,
Thanks for stopping by, so glad you found a poem you liked
That reminds me I need to go search out some more.
April 21st, 2010 at 5:50 pm
this is so beautiful. im not a wife of a firefighter but i am the girlfriend of a firefighter and we have been to gether for almost 2 years and when i read things like this it makes me really think.
April 21st, 2010 at 6:23 pm
Is this a good hmm, rough hmm? There are many forms of making you think. Congrats on being with your FF 2 years
April 21st, 2010 at 6:43 pm
well its a emotional thinking thing. and thank you for the congrats! i know there will b many more years!
April 21st, 2010 at 7:01 pm
There is no “dealing” with the emotional as we are all different. I’m reading the Firefighter’s Wife right now and even though I am not with even close to 100% I still understand her and reason with her on so many levels and so many quotes have made me laugh out loud.
It’s never easy. I get to balance how much safer this is from his last job in construction, but that doesn’t make it easier.