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Beacon Street, March 26

by Julie Walker
Wednesday Apr 2, 2014

A poem by George Aaron Cuddy

Into an abyss they steamed ahead

their loyalty a solemn pledge

to save the lives of innocents

with not a thought of reticence.

Battling blaze and smoke-filled air

gasping men had devil's care

shouldering their heavy loads

of pickaxes and fire hose.

Trained forever for this fight

embers now invade our night

a city cries in Spring again

for Boston's best, brave firemen.