When I was eight I always told,
I knew what I’d be when I grew old;
The “Man in Blue,” the authority figure,
who you could talk to and admire.
All those cop shows glorify,
catching and arresting the bad guy;
The car chase and shooting scenes,
in which the “Man in Blue” always gleams;
It seemed so real on TV,
I was just too young to see.
Now that I’m older and attained my dreams,
I’ve lived a variety of those scenes;
On TV, you just don’t feel the hurting parent,
who just lost their daughter in an accident;
Or feel the rush as you respond to a hot call,
to find out it was nothing at all;
Or the routine stop that turned into a nightmare,
which, when it was over you thanked God he was there.
All the roles we must play, you’ve come to depend,
a few to mention; mediator, counselor and friend.
Encountering the bad side of things as each day goes by,
you look around wondering, how come and why!
Until I hung up my uniform at the end of one day,
and remembered a small boy who smiled my way;
I realized the good in this uniform of blue,
and the type of person who dares to wear it, too;
The troubles in this world’s so small,
when you have “Men in Blue” to see you through it all!
So this pride I’ve felt is really great;
through the years, Since I Was Eight!
Mark D. Grunewald
Santa Barbara Police
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