Police - Packing The Blue Away Poem by Paul Warren

The shirts, trousers and jacket hung
In my cupboard as the time had come
To pack away the uniform of my blue ways
When I was the one who wore it in my police days

But that was ended now and I was to put away
The blue that was familiar in how it made my day
I folded each piece and looked at each one
In my hands and I thought of how it was now done

In fact I found it easier to leave it behind me now
Now that it was behind and I have taken the final bow.

© Paul Warren Poetry