 | Deputy Sheriff Donna Marie Miller
Hillsborough County Sheriff's Office
Florida
Friday, May 8, 1987 |
You will never be forgotten Anonymous
2008-12-17
The Badge"
He starts his shift each day
To respond to calls unknown.
He drives a marked patrol car.
A police officer he is known.
He's paid by the citizens' taxes
To make it safe on the streets.
But he usually has a second job
'Cause a waitress has his salary beat.
Now he doesn't know a holiday
'Cause he works all year round.
And when Thanksgiving and Christmas finally arrive
At his home he cannot be found.
He's cursed and assaulted often,
The one whos blood runs blue.
He seldom ever gets a thanks,
To some he's just a fool.
His friends are always other cops
'Cause people just don't understand
That underneath his badge and gun,
He's just another man.
He knows there might not be a tomorrow
In this world of drugs and crime.
And he gets so mad at the court system
'Cause the crooks don't get any time.
And each day when he leaves for work,
He prays to God above.
Please bring me home after my shift
So I can see the ones I love.
But tonight he stops a speeding car,
He's alone down this ole' highway.
It's just a little traffic infraction.
He does it everyday.
Well, he walks up to the driver's window,
And his badge is shining bright.
He asked the guy for a driver's license,
When a shot rang through the night.
Yes, the bullet hit its mark,
Striking the officer in the chest.
But the Department's budget didn't buy
Each officer a bullet-proof vest.
So he lay on the ground bleeding.
His blood wasn't blue - His blood was red.
And briefly he thought of his loved ones
'Cause in a moment the officer was dead.
In the news they told the story
Of how this officer had died.
And some who listened cared less,
But those who loved him cried.
Well, they buried him in uniform
With his badge pinned on his chest.
He even had his revolver,
He died doing his best.
Written By:
David L. Bell
Sergeant
Richland County Sheriff's Department
Columbia, South Carolina
Used with Special Permission of the Author
Copyright © 1999 - All Rights Reserved
and may not be duplicated without permission Investigator David L Bell
Richland County Sheriff's Dept., Columbia, SC
2007-12-13
Deputy Miller,
You are not forgotten... PFC Kyle Penman -Motor Squad
City of Fairfax PD, VA
2007-05-09
May you rest in peace and may your loved ones be ever blessed.
2007-05-08
Dear Donna,
Your life lives on through your mother. She is my hero. I love her with all of my heart. I will never forget the first time I saw her at the Memorial service. It was her 17th year without you and my first without my David. She made me realize that we do go on and can make a difference. She told me not to let anyone tell me how to feel think or do and I needed that. She told me it would never stop hurting and she is right. God Bless you Donna I can see my David in heaven hugging you for sending me your mom. Mom Deputy David Abella EOW 4/21/04
Hillsborough county
2007-05-07
Rest in Peace.
2006-05-08
~~~Eternally and Always~~~
I didn't get to say goodbye
You're gone without a reason why
I've loved you all of my life
and then you weren't there
I didn't get a chance to say
how much I cared
I can't even remember the tears
that I cried
All I really wanted was to tell you
Goodbye
When I last saw you I felt I wouldn't
see you again
There was a distance between us
that I couldn't explain
You wouldn't look
at me but I could see the tears
in your eyes
If you knew then
You should have told me
Then I could have said
Goodbye
So many words left unspoken
So many hearts left so broken
My love for you is forever
And that will never die
We'll be together always
Our souls are one with God
Eternally and Always
I'll never have to say
Goodbye
2005-02-03
Dedication: is working out at the gym to stay in shape even while your leg was in reahab. Of course what did we do after working out,, go get a Pizza. Seems we were always getting pizza. It's still your turn to buy... Matt
2005-02-01
Officer Miller---
~~~~~Somewhere~~~~~
Somewhere a cry is heard in the dark,
A wayward bird sings sweetly in the park,
Somewhere a flower’s fragrance lingers,
As someone’s dreams slips through their fingers.
Somewhere a baby’s cry is stilled,
And with joy someone’s heart is filled,
Somewhere a life sees its earthly end,
While another’s heart is on the mend.
Somewhere someone prayers amidst the storm,
While another seeks shelter to be warm,
Somewhere someone walks through life unknown,
While love still awaits someone alone.
Anonymous
2005-01-02
Rest in peace. Inv. Michael Walker
Tallahassee Police Department
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