A Donut a Small Price To Pay
Is the doughnut a small price to pay, for a man or woman who lays down their life for me and others every day. Is there no greater sacrifice than to lay down your life for another, why can't I look at law-enforcement as my brother? Sure they cause me pain, but it's not for their gain. It's because I forgot to follow the rules, should be slapped on the knuckles like the nuns did in school.Thank God they are out there for me without them I would be Not as safe, trepidation not glee.
Copyright © Randolph Byrd | Year Posted 2016
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