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over 6 years ago
Hello....Hope Everything Is Going Okay For You....Thanks For Being My Friend.
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Thank you for the friendship. Warm greetings from Europe-Croatia.
Have a safe and great week, take care.
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almost 7 years ago
Hello...Hope Everything Is Going Well For You...Take Care...Keep On Keeping On,My Friend.
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Good morning,amoon.Thanks for your friendship,it's much appreciated.Take care,stay safe and enjoy a great week and successful career.
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about 7 years ago
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over 7 years ago
When anything happens, you string up this “tape.”
There’s your side and my side, and there is no “gate.”
If I can’t get through while you work, that’s OK.
But when you’re not working, don’t send me away.
When it’s all over, your tape won’t come down.
“Do Not Cross” is your message. The tape, it surrounds.
You’re cordoned off, trapped with your private grief.
I’m caught up in your pain, but can’t offer relief.
You’re tied to your silence. That is the crime.
I could help break the code, if you’d give me the time.
* * *
Allow me the freedom (it’s your badge, your call)
To help when you need it. It’s good for us all.
If I don’t understand everything that you mean,
I can still lend an ear, while you sort out the scene.
With your permission, I’ll cut through the tape.
Give me the chance, so we both can escape.
Don’t fear that I’ll see that you’re not made of stone.
I already know, so don’t go it alone.
Poem Called: The Tape
Did you know a Police Officer died last night?
Just another Cop who gave his life
Another story to fill the news
Another funeral with a sea of blue
We know that he did not want to leave
Now his brothers, sisters & family grieve
They'll lay to rest their brother with tears
A pain that will last for the rest of their years
And others will come to honor this Cop
Who in spite of the risks, would never stop
“To Serve & Protect” were just not words written as art
It was part of his soul, his body, his heart
The real pain that’s felt by those left behind
Comes from the fact many people don’t mind
That this hero was killed fighting for us
“He’s just a cop, it’s his job, why all the fuss?”
He was there when you needed, there when you called
Never asked you for praise or to thank him at all
So he’s just a cop, risking his life
Catches a bullet or gets stuck with a knife
To those who say that it’s just a cop’s life
Did you ever stop to think, did he have a wife?
Or maybe a boy and a little girl too
Waiting for Dad who promised a trip to the Zoo
They watched out the door, with smiles and cheer
Waiting for daddy who soon should be there
But instead of his smile, come three somber cops
As they walk towards the house time suddenly stops
He won’t be coming home to them anymore
Still they stand and stare out the front door
Saying My Dad was a cop…but why did he have to die?
He was kind, he was funny, just a really nice guy
No it wasn’t just a cop who was killed last night
A part of us all died when they shut down his light
When it happens again, we all know that it will
Take a second to think, for a moment be still
If not for that cop, where would we be
Afraid of our shadow, not one of us free
Was the guy who just died special or not?
Yeah he sure was, …Just a Husband, a Father, a Hero, a COP
Poem Called: Just a Cop
I protect the streets while your asleep
I cannot tell
It is a feeling down inside of me;
But the feeling I cannot tell
If I see you hurting or crying
I will ask you what is wrong
and if I can help you I will try
for that is my job
Why can't I show
the love for the people I protect
if I do you will see
I am human after all
I may be hard
I may be cruel
But in the end you will see
I do it because I care
not to satisfy me
I wish you could see me at home
with my love ones I hold so dear;
then you would see I am human
and not to think of me in fear
To all that do support me
I thank you one and all
for it is you that gives me strength
to give the world my all
Poem Called: Why?
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