It doesn’t matter day or night When off the pager goes She grabs her bag and her vest To help people she doesn’t know.

I always get a hug and kiss She tells me not to worry, She tells me that she loves me lots But is always in a hurry.

There is someone else that needs her So I will share her for awhile They may be sick or hurt or dying Or their car may be on fire.

As the aid car leaves the station I am as proud as I can be I wave and I blow kisses Knowing someone needs her more than me.

She holds a dying mother Whose babies are at her feet She saves a child that’s choking On a piece of meat.

She comforts the father Whose daughter she pulled from a car She cares and prays for her in the ambulance Knowing the hospital may be to far.

My mom does this cause she wants too, She doesn’t get any pay. My mom does this to help people And for the life that may be saved.

I meet my mom at the door When she gets back from her call I tell her that I missed her But that I love her most of all.

Sometimes my mom is happy They saved a life that day At times my mom is crying Cause the call didn’t go that way.

I hug her after every call And she says that she loves me And I know that when I get older I to will be an EMT!

Written by Lisa Donohoe (using the thoughts and words of her 5 yr old daughter)