The Unsung Hero, (To the Ranger) 



Otto L. Anderson 



Up on his toes, at the break of day, ' 

 And sometimes during the night, 

 Always prepared to be on his way, 

 When there is a fire to fight. 



For his is the work, that never rests, 

 His toil is never done, 

 Fighting fire and fighting pests, 

 His battle is never won. 



He risks his life, for humanity's cause, 

 He braves the sleet and snow, 

 Never a second does he pause, 

 For he knows just where to go. 



Where he is needed for nature's work, 

 To protect her sons of the soil, 

 And her's is the cause that he cannot shirk, 

 Though he gets no praise for his toil. 



He lives his life, he finds no fault, 

 Content to be doing his share, 

 The reward he gets is his daily salt, 

 And Nature's tender care. 



Let's help him along, let's give him a lift, 

 And give him the credit he's earned, 

 Let's help him protect this beautiful gift, 

 Before all our forests are burned. 



