Fallen Hero

By Patrick J. Quigley

It was a beautiful spring day,
The colors flew proudly in the breeze.
The sun was shining, the birds were chirping,
Yet nobody seemed at ease.

A somber mood filled the air,
A sense of sadness among us all,
For today we buried a Hero,
Who chose to answer the call.

Though not in the prime of his life
The pain is no less the same,
The loss felt by his family, his wife,
And all that knew him by name.

To some, he was Harvey,
To most, he was The Chief.
For all that knew and loved him,
He will be missed beyond belief.

They came from far and wide,
To show their respect and admiration.
For your commitment to serve and protect,
And lifetime of service and dedication.

And off in the distance,
A slow thunder grew,
A helicopter fly over,
In honor of you.

A bugler played taps
As is the tradition,
A final salute rendered,
While everyone stood at attention.

As family members wept,
And officers consoled one another,
We realized the magnitude of our loss
As we bury yet another Law Enforcement brother.

Easy going in nature,
Respected and loved by all,
We are proud to have served with you,
As you answered the call.

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