Firehouses Poems - Poems about Firehouses

...Grandma was a firefighter woman For most of the 1960s-- When she was already in her sixties You see, around about 1961 A brush fire almost burned down Kanarraville—that little Utah farming town......

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...Who could forget what happened on that unsuspecting and sunny day, when no visible clouds drifted over the Twin Towers? Little after midnight, the cool rain adds to the melancholy of the descendi......

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...Words are our mortal enemy they destruct the inner most part of the human soul Cut like sharp scissors and paper just one swift snip and it's a wound wounds heal, but memories remain like sca......

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