Chasing flames and saving lives is a firefighters thrill
And I'll do this job, the best I can, with the Lords will
But even though I love the flames, the excitement, and the roar
There's someone waiting back there for me, that I love much more

Cinders is my pet name for her, she is the love of my life
My best friend, my soul mate, soon I hope she will be my wife
She understands the job I do, but God she hates it so
I hear her cries, and see her tears, each time I have to go

As I race to the fire, to battle the beast, I wonder how she is
And pray to god, to let me return, to feel her tender kiss
I know she wont sleep, she worries bout me, her heart is filled with strife
She wonders why I must leave her, to go off and risk my life

She would only have to say the word and I would walk away
And never fight another fire, or keep the beast at bay
But I know that's something she'll never do, she loves the man I am
She's proud of me for the lives I save and how I lend a helping hand

So though someday, the Lord may say, this job will take my life
And I must leave this happiness, of Cinders as my wife.
Deep down inside I truly doubt that she would change a single thing
As long as we're together and she's wearing her fireman's wedding ring

-Anonymous