The Policeman

There’s a man in our neighborhood
That no one wants to meet
By having him flash his lights behind them
As they are driving down the street.
But he’s one first one whose number
They search for when in serious trouble
For they trust that he will come
And will get there in a hurry.
From guarding the folks at special functions
To arresting those who commit a serious crime
He’s the one that people trust to do the job
And I’m glad he is a personal friend of mine.
Thena