The sun is blocked out by a heavy smoke haze <br />Twelve miles south of here a huge bushfire blaze <br />It's way through the brown paddocks and stands of trees <br />fanned on by a warm and a freshening breeze, <br />Where-ever there's smoke there is fire to be found <br />And smoke travels by air for miles and miles around <br />The C F A the Country fire fighters are busy today <br />The destructive fire front they fight to keep it at bay, <br />Such courageous people one can't help but them admire <br />They risk their own lives to save homes from the fire <br />They display their courage in the gap of fear <br />Great stories of their bravery we so often hear <br />Through dry scrublands and paddocks the huge fire front blaze <br />We are in the Season of fire fighting days.<br /><br />Francis Duggan<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/fire-fighting-days/
