General, or Major, or Captain…

Depending on what is happening,

We in uniform

Are labeled as norm,

By many who watch us in action.

Although most of us are just guards

Posted to watch the stars…

Some folks think it kind

To daily remind,

Us that we are thought kindly toward.

When I carry the mail bucket out,

The mailperson often will shout…

My conscience directs

Other than he expects,

Not leaving it on the floor to take out.

A guard who often is kind

And obedient to gently remind…

Workers to take care

Is oft rewarded right there

With increased “rank” from those inclined.

As I told the mailman,

Lieutenant is the highest rank I ever made…

But because he calls me “General”

It’s a compliment duly paid!


–Jonathan Caswell


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