Sqeekers's blog: "My Poems"

I will admit, my poems aren't very good. But, they come from the heart. This poem is for all the Men and Women who serve or who haved served this country. This is my way of saying THANK YOU!!! The Soldier The men and women who serve this country have earned the right to be called hero's. It doesn't matter which branch their in, as long as they serve proudly within. Army, Navy, Air Force, Marines, there's only one thing that makes them the same. They are called Soldiers, from the USofA.

Engine 57 On the fateful day in October, Five firefighters lost their lives. Because of one mans selfishness, Engine 57 was destroyed. I hope their families have found some peace, Because these five will always be, Firefighters, the bravest of men.

I try to make my poems rhyme. I wrote this for the five firefighters that where killed in california because of the arsonist. Playing with Fire They love the smell of gasoline. They love the smell of sulfur. They love to watch the fire, as it burns the object that they desire. They love to watch the firemen, as they try to put out the flames. They love to hang around to see what damage it will bring. They never stop to think, before they start a fire, "What happens if someone does get hurt, or happens to expire. If you haven't already guessed, what kind of monster this person is, please continue reading and i'll tell you who it is. An Arsonist is someone, who just doesn't give a damn!