(Firefighter) Night Before Christmas
‘Twas the night before Christmas,
And all through the house,
All the firefighters were asleep,
Even the one called “The Louse”,
The bunk room was filled,
With farts and snores,
With visions of no fires,
Nor calls to pry open doors,
And the Captain had just laid down,
His big fat head,
Hoping and praying
The night would be dead,
When he heard a noise,
Out in the bay,
If it were a burglar again,
What would he say,
As he snuck around the corner,
And stepped onto the bay floor,
He saw a such a sight,
One never seen before,
It was Clause standing there,
Looking at the truck with awe,
The old man was crying,
And quivering his jaw,
The Captain filled with compassion,
Put a hand on his shoulder,
Comforting as he’d done,
Helping others many times over,
He said “It’s ok pops”,
As Santa shivered and cried,
Clause replied “I’m so sorry,
I’m thinking of your brothers, that have died”,
“I stood here looking,
At the soot covered gear,
And thought of them all,
Who advanced with no fear”,
“I thought of the victims,
They’d cut out of cars,
And the drunk that they’d helped,
Who had just left the bars”,
“I thought of your brothers,
Who ran out of air in a fire,
And the ones who have helped,
A child with bike, put air in the tire”,
“I thought of the their families,
Who wonder and worry,
When they leave for work,
In a mighty big hurry”,
“How fireman give selflessly,
In a wreck, disaster, or fire,
How they get the job done,
And never, ever, seem to tire”,
“I bowed my head in silence,
And much to my surprise,
A tear welled up, then more,
‘Till they filled up my eyes”,
“How do you do it Cap?”,
He asked in sadness,
“It’s in our hearts” he replied,
And we do it with gladness.”,
At that time the tones went off,
“Gotta go” said the captain with a sigh,
“Someone’s in trouble,
So I must say goodbye.”
As the crew loaded up,
Old Clause he stood back,
Knowing these firefighters,
Had just left the sack,
As they pulled out the station,
Wiping sleep from their eyes,
A firefighter said “Hey Cap”,
“Was that Saint Nick?” with surprise,
Clause smiled and replied,
“Thanks David, and Michael, Jim and Louse,
Thanks all you firefighters,
Who save peoples house,”
“Thanks Art and Steve,
Harvey, Sherrie, and Ryan,
I don’t know how you do it,
But somehow you keep from cryin’”
“May God keep you safe,
And in the palm of his hands,
Keep you and guide you,
While you serve and protect these great lands”
Written:
1-December-2001
Mark S. Warnick
(Founder and President)
Visit Mark’s Blog – The Warnick House

December 20th, 2008 at 11:24 pm
I got the ok to use this poem for cards for the guys at our station. I’ll be doing some scrapbook/crafting tomorrow and getting them done. Always love when I get feedback from him that I’m not being cheesy. LOL
January 22nd, 2009 at 7:32 am
I am in tears. This poem speaks volumes of their heroic and selfless braveness.
January 22nd, 2009 at 8:11 am
It was one that hit me immediately.
November 30th, 2009 at 10:27 am
Hi all, I was looking for this because my computer has crashed since I wrote it. I thought it was gone forever!!! Thanks for keeping it safe for me, and thanks for enjoying it as I have, … Mark
November 30th, 2009 at 4:27 pm
Thank you so much for writing it Mark! I’m glad you could come and find it again here. I also just included a link to your blog. If you have other poems I’d love to include them!