A poem constructed of various bits from the astonishing PolicePoems.com

Policeman is a special man, he rates above the rest,

A man that wears a silver star on his chest,

‘A Guardian Angel’ dressed in blue,

A mixture of Heaven & Earth.

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Policeman is your dad, a hero,

While you sleep, he is watching,

My mom the cop she is a true blue,

Finding things with very few clues.

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Policeman is the loss of a blue ribbon,

Tears of a cop: my prayers are many, and most are the same,

“To lose his life and lose his freedom,

For the rest of his life.”

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Policeman is the cemetery ground,

A police funeral conducted in a military fashion,

Family notification… death,

Was it worth a joy ride, boys?

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Policeman is guarding the gates of heaven,

So please, do not call us “prison guards”,

The death, the blood the uncaring folk,

I would take the brightest stars from the heavenly skies.