Police - The Last Day Poem by Paul Warren

I take the badge from my chest
And put my gun back with the rest
The handcuffs will no longer be needed
As I book off for the last time as it is exceeded

A well worn call sign I will now assign
With the things from my locker so defined
My I/D wallet is now stamped 'retired'
As it no longer matters in the years transpired

Handshakes are to workmates given all around
With well wishes as they will expound
Their ideas of a longed for happy time
That my retirement I may find

As I drive through the front car park gate
I wonder if all the memories of these times I will relate
Will be left with these badges of enforcement
Or will they surface at times to me to torment.

© Paul Warren Poetry