As each day passes on this winding road
Angels walk among us with a heavy load.They never ask you remember their names
They don't expect fortune or fame.
They deserve but seldom get in return
The respect that they so silently earn.
Too often we'll hear the familiar call
'All gave some, some gave all.'
Tragedy has to befall their ranks
Before we remember to give them our thanks.
We pray for those taken, so suddenly gone,
And forget about those who carry on.
We forget that they grieve the loss of a brother
They do their jobs, pray there won't be another.
Blood-stained and spattered, it still holds strong,
That thin blue line that they travel along.
A friendly smile, a nod, a wave,
Seldom seen by these men so brave.
Anniversaries and birthdays are often missed,
With those they left with a hug and a kiss.
They knock on that door; they answer that call.
Will this be the last one? Will this one be all?
Did you have a chance to say 'thank you' today?
Will your next chance be only at the angel's grave?
They give of themselves to us every day.
Why shouldn't we go out of our way?
Tell them you thank them. Tell them today.
Don't turn your head, look the other way.
They stand to protect us, home and afield
They wear a gun and they wear a shield.
There are angels among us. To you I say,
"God bless you, sir. And have a safe day."
Written By: Peggy Parker - Administrator of the Facebook Cause
~A Tribute To Those Who Wear The Shield~
April 25, 2009
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