Angels Without Wings....An Ode to our Fallen

[The Ranger]

Ranger's Words:

What greater sacrafice can we make, to so unselfishly give the ultimate so that, though we may perish, others may live by our deeds alone.

To lay our very soul on the great American altar of freedom, without concern for ourselves, so that others may thrive under the very roof of freedom, and security that is given....

We all to often forget each day that those around us, when faced with the right to choose the ultimate sacrafice....though they may be weak of body, the very soul knows not the bounderies of strength....

How can we in some small way pay just homage to such great deeds??

My thoughts are this.....Simply put, NEVER FORGET!!!

The next time you walk into Wal-Mart with your GF on your arm, you may see a WW2 veteran in a wheelchair taking loose change and giving those silly red flowers we toss in the trash can once we're outa sight....Next time, shake his hand, thank him....and take that ugly red flower and put it on top of your protein can, each time you better your body, look at that flower and better your soul as well.....

Ranger's Words

Blue-eyes....the poem is yours to use as you see fit darl'in....written from the heart, and through the mists of tears...

Ranger

 

[blueyedkowgrl]

I thought it was beautiful, so i sent it to my husband and he said it was perfect to read at the eulogy. I wish i didn't have to read it. we lost 6 close friends, all firefighters. Our friend lost 14 members of his company. its a sad day all around. Thank you again. I am to distraught to write one of my own.
~BLUE

 

[The Ranger]

You got mail Blue-eyes....No crying when ya read the latest one I sent ya....OK!!

Ranger

 

[blueyedkowgrl]

damn you ranger...............

 

[flex4life]

thank you Ranger

 

[The Ranger]

Here's the latest one...makes ya think, and you better hug your kids today...they have and will suffer the most in this...


Dear God, I Miss My Daddy

My daddy is an Fireman,
And to the Job he's been true.
He didn't come home from work last night,
Mommy says he's in Heaven with you.

I'm worried about my daddy God,
He's never been away from home before,
Mommy cried when she told me,
That we wouldn't see daddy no more.

I don't know what it was,
That mommy was trying to explain.
She said the Firemen weren't bad men,
And their lives are not lost in vain.

Now I don't know what that means God,
All I know is we miss daddy a lot.
Because tomorrow is my birthday,
And I sure hope he hasn't forgot.

I've followed in my daddy's footsteps,
And I'll fight my own fires one day.
I hope I make him proud God,
Everynight, for this I pray.

I miss those rough and callused hands,
That held me gentle so.
Are you sure you didn't make a mistake,
Did my daddy have to go?

Dear God if my daddy is up there in heaven,
Please tell him as soon as his he's free.
To hurry back home as fast as he can,
Because we miss him, mommy and me.

May God Bless, Amen


Ranger

 

[Debu]

Ranger, your words are the most beautiful my heart has ever felt. God Bless America

 

[The Ranger]

Talking is but noise in the air....words written from the soul speak of a lifetime....Ranger's Words

Ranger

 

[blueyedkowgrl]

hanging is all i can do these days..