I'm Sorry

I used to be a volunteer fireman.
The boys at the real fire station treated me like one of the boys.
 I could stop by any time. Things usually were pretty slow  
But when things started to happen, we were a heroic team. I

I made it to the front    
Page, saving a kid who was in a burning house. The mom was being held back to  
Keep her from going back in, because it was too dangerous.
 I  had my suit and mask on, I ran in thru the back door to the basement and yelled. PETER!  
I heard a cry, mentally locating him above me.  
I dashed thru The inferno into a room, slammed open the closet door, scooped Peter up, and for my oxygen mask on him while I held my breath.  

We made it out. I was the town hero.  
When things got slow again, I lit another fire.