Respect 

When little children, no angels where we!
In the mid to late sixties that would be.
So often chased up and down our street.
By the poor local Bobby pounding the beat.

Little devils maybe, daft tricks we played
But to our elders, respect we always paid.
That respect included the police for sure.
As they would often knock on my front door!

'Michael's done this, Michael's done that'
Or times just for a cuppa and a social chat.
I was never really naughty, just rascal stuff.
But I guess they thought enough is enough!

So now and again a right telling off was due.
I must admit I was on the wrong end of a few!
But I was never cheeky, never answered back.
Because respect for my elders I didn't lack.

As I got older and the rascal stuff I outgrew.
I continued my respect for those officers in blue.
They where fair, they where right in every way.
Is that respect lacking from some children today?