MY DAD'S A FIREMAN, and proud am I, indeed,
For he is someone special, whose wisdom I still need.
Dad and I are buddies and, to me, that means a lot,
bond to last forever, with love that forms the knot.
He took me to parades, when other kids stayed home,
And he taught me how to play baseball, on a field without a dome.
He showed me how to fix things, even let me use his tools,
I learned from Dad~they don't teach in schools.
The examples that he set, I follow everyday.
Placing God and Country first, in showing me the way.
Precious are those years, now tucked away with time,
remembered: I, as the leaf~He, as the vine.
Dad, hear me as I say~"I love you", man-to-man,
I'm proud to tell the world, MY DAD'S A FIREMAN.