The Thin Blue Line
There is a line the color of the sky on a clear afternoon
There is a line the hue of the ocean on a bright sunny day
There is a line the purest shade of a newborn's eyes awakening for the first time
There is a line that protects us from harm in all we do whether day or night
There is a line no one can penetrate no one can alleviate
There is a line made of those who choose to follow a calling many do not hear and still more do not comprehend
They choose to walk the path of fear, hate, and mistrust taken by so few but marked by so many
And when one leaves this line they leave a legacy but the line does not break for the remaining must still protect
There may be emptiness a loss, or sadness
but never a hole not in this line
This line that holds the ghosts of the souls who have gone and the souls of the ghosts who will be The Thin Blue Line
- Author Unknown
There is a line the color of the sky on a clear afternoon
There is a line the hue of the ocean on a bright sunny day
There is a line the purest shade of a newborn's eyes awakening for the first time
There is a line that protects us from harm in all we do whether day or night
There is a line no one can penetrate no one can alleviate
There is a line made of those who choose to follow a calling many do not hear and still more do not comprehend
They choose to walk the path of fear, hate, and mistrust taken by so few but marked by so many
And when one leaves this line they leave a legacy but the line does not break for the remaining must still protect
There may be emptiness a loss, or sadness
but never a hole not in this line
This line that holds the ghosts of the souls who have gone and the souls of the ghosts who will be The Thin Blue Line
- Author Unknown
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