A special kind of woman

A special kind of woman, a cut above the rest,
That's the FIREFIGHTER'S WIFE, rating her among the best.

How many goodbyes are shouted, without a fond embrace.
As duty steals her man, for the danger he must face.

How many meals are ruined -- or, tender moments disturbed
By the wail of a distant signal, sparking loyalty unswerved.

It's a devil of a job, for an angel like this,
Who.... for the love of her man, must forsake that kiss.

She can run a garden tractor, even paint a room in need,
How she can stretch a dollar is a miracle indeed.

She's a mother, lover, chauffer and nurse.
A living symbol of "for better or worse."

Rich is the man, reaping his rewards in life,
Who chose to be the other half of A FIREFIGHTER'S WIFE.

~~anonymous~~