POLICE MEDALLION

When he was young he had a dream,
Through the scales of justice
He will serves the queen.

With blue and white in his veins
And law and honour in his heart
And the words of praise stuck in his mind.

Gratia Regina f.d {by the grace of god, Queen},
He shall carry.
He remembered it all
When it was pinned to his coat and carried through the march.

As time passed by and as he grew old
The medal never lost its shine
It was time to past it to a younger soul.