Notification Poem by Ray Hansell

I wore a uniform of blue
For twenty five years
I've seen faces filled with fear
I've heard the sobbing tears

Having to notify a family
That a loved one is now deceased
It sounds like the kind of deed
Better performed by a priest

I've seen family members break down
As I delivered the sad news
At times it was so hard to do
When I had to walk in those shoes

As I would turn to walk away
I'd see tears falling from their eyes
I knew the pain in their heart
Saddened, because a loved one had died

I know people don't live forever
But it's sad when they die so young
But too many times this happens
When children get their hands on guns


12-13-19/RjH