This was in an email I received today. I thought it was worth posting. Poem for a Police Officer:
FIRST HE TAKES THE OATH.
NOW LOOK AT ALL HE TAKES:
HE TAKES... It in stride when people call him pig.
HE TAKES... His lousy paycheck realizing he'll never be rich.
HE TAKES... a second job to make ends meet and support his family.
HE TAKES... Time to stop and talk to your children.
HE TAKES... Your verbal abuse while giving you the ticket you really deserve.
HE TAKES... On creeps you would be afraid to even look at.
HE TAKES... Time away from his family to keep your family safe.
HE TAKES... Your injured child to the hospital.
HE TAKES... The graveyard shift without complaint because it's his turn.
HE TAKES... His life into his hands daily.
HE TAKES... You home when your car breaks down.
HE TAKES... Time to explain why both of your headlights have to work.
HE TAKES... The job no one else wants--telling you a loved one has died.
HE TAKES... Criminals to jail.
HE TAKES... In sights that would make you cry.
SOMETIMES... He cries too, but he takes it anyway because someone has to.
IF... He's lucky, he takes retirement.
HE TAKES... Memories to bed each night that you couldn't bear even for one day.
HE TAKES... Time to explain to his family why he can't make the ball game his child is in and why he has to work on the holiday when other parents are off.
SOMETIMES... He takes a bullet.
AND YES... Occasionally he may take a free cup of coffee.
THEN ONE DAY... HE PAYS FOR ALL HE HAS TAKEN AND GOD TAKES HIM.
GOD BLESS ALL COPS EVERYWHERE
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