She patrol our streets with such pride.
She works days and nights to and to keep us safe.
For she love her job and for caring for others.
My daughter the cop patrol with pride.
She has been where we fear to be.
She has seen what we fear to see.
She has done what we fear to do.
All these things she has done for us.
She the person you can lean on.
The person you can cast you trouble to.
she is all these thing to us.
She take stride when people call her the pig.
She take time to stop and talk to our children
about the right from wrong.
As a mother I watch my grandson, so she can work
and while she is sleeping from a hard night on
her job or while she is working.
You see my daughter is different than others.
She is a special kind of daughter.
If I had one wish I would say I am very proud
of her.
For being the kind of person she is and for
being the best on the job.
Putting away the bad guys.
My daughter the cop is true blue.
Although she hardly ever get a thank you.
But I love her so much for choosing the life
of a cop.
I wish I could keep her near.
In her their is a beautiful angel.
I pray every night Lord keep her safe.
If you chose to take her I'll understand.
But want to say as a mother I am proud of
my daughter and hope to keep her around a
long time.
My daughter is my hero.
In a blue shirt she wear a badge and a gun.
This is a job I would not have chosen her for.
She serve the public with pride day and night.
She let's people know she their for them.
She say the road is fun.
For strangers her life she will risk.
She always wear a smile no matter what.
My daughter love her uniform.
Love her job of being a cop and what it stand for.
This is who she really is.
If you get to know her you would say the life of
a cop is who she really is.
That make me proud to be her mom.
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