Callie’s Patrol

Note: I’m not sure about this one. I know what I was trying to evoke, but I’m not sure I accomplished it quite the way I intended. I welcome feedback, positive or negative.

 

CALLIE’S PATROL

by Strange/David

(copyright 2013 David K. Fuller, all rights reserved)

(like, share the link or whatever, but keep my name on it)

 

When Callie goes out on patrol,
The neighborhood knows that it’s safe.
The policewoman’s daughter,
Gun loaded with water,
That fierce-looking six-year-old waif.

When Callie goes on on patrol,
The bullies all step into line.
She gives them the eye
And they quake and they cry
And the smaller kids all feel just fine.

When Callie goes out on patrol,
The playground is friendly and fun.
The slides and the swings
And the bars and the rings
Are protected by her, one by one.

When Callie goes out on patrol,
The criminals run and they hide.
Her badge and her hat
Scare the meanest ones flat
And the nicer ones just go inside.

When Callie goes out on patrol,
The grass even grows a bit straighter.
The sun always shines
And the chalk hopscotch lines
Glow with hopefulness as they await her.

When Callie goes out on patrol,
The angels keep watch for her mother.
She never feels fear
Because mom is still near,
One patrolwoman guiding another.

When Callie goes out on patrol,
From the window her father keeps track.
She isn’t quite seven,
Her mother’s in heaven;
He only gets one of them back.

When Callie goes out on patrol,
She finally quiets her soul.
The world will obey her
And God hears her prayer,
When Callie goes out on patrol.

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One Response to Callie’s Patrol

  1. Lummox JR says:

    That took a dark turn, but it makes the poem sweeter in a way.

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