Old Blue
Once we were blue and tough as nails
Who didn’t falter and rarely fails
We stood together and knew what was needed
With just enough force not exceeded
But that was during our time
In yesterday when the badge was mine
What do you do when the badge disappears
And readjustment is now here in all its fears
Our expertise is no longer needed
As the discussion of life rarely impeded
So we find other things to do
Retired coppers where it’s up to you.
© Paul Warren Poetry
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