Micron


My hero.


My hero simply never can be real
He is a person who cares what you feel
He has no real super powers
Won't shower you with gifts and flowers
He is kind, supportive strong and true
And always sees the best in you
He wears no armour, has no horse as knights of olde
Has no title, no castle, palace, land, riches or gold
He is a hero for his character you see
He is strong will stand up for you and me
When things seem bleak as you've lost your way
He holds out a hand to help as he's here to stay
He guides you when you need support
Will stay alongside as your escort
Unlike others he thinks your beautiful inside
So you have the strength to live not hide
We'd laugh and have oh so much fun
We dance sing, just be happy out in the sun
His courage is so great he'd be my guide
My hero who simply I will never find

Submitted: Wednesday, October 08, 2014
Edited: Wednesday, October 08, 2014

Topic of this poem: hero


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