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Posted by MFish

The wail of a siren,
caught my aged ear.
Why does the sound
bring forth an old fear?
Volunteer fireman, what you were
in smaller communities,
when action was needed.
I stood and the siren did sound.
We followed the engine,
out of our small town.
A barn was on fire,
the flames were a roar.
We entered the barn,
to help set the horses free.
The fire was over,
the barn had burnt down,
but we didn't lose our animals
in this smallest old town.

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Loy • 09/02/2021 at 09:19PM • Like Profile

Such great memories…

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MFish • 09/02/2021 at 10:25PM • Like Profile

When the remembrances finally pop out it indeed is wonderful. Thank you

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