I know a part of them that few others ever see -
Their eyes reflecting scenes depicting how cruel life can really be.
A battered child, a senseless wreck, or a murderer set free,
A brother-in-arms shot down, never more be.

I'll make the coffee, and keep it fresh and strong.
They'll stop by for a cup or two, but not for long -
Another call, a plea, or just a happenstance.
Duty will beckon, "Come, time to take another chance."

I'll answer the phone and questions too.
And dig out the stats and records they ask me to.
I'll type the reports and of course, joke with them some.
I'll even put off that reporter who dials in on "nine-one-one."

Let me, Lord, speak, calm and clear,
To those out there while I'm in here.
I'm their link, and they are mine
In this partnership of fighting crime.

It seems to me that we're all a team -
They, You, and me, I mean.
I'll do my best, and they will too.
But, still, Lord, we need You to see us through.

Amen.

© Capt. Thomas D. Trent, Ford County Sheriff's Office - Dodge City, Kansas

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