My Hero

My Hero I played with a shy boy, when I was nine and he was ten. He had a big party and left the country then. His parents took him away, to the other side of the world Never to be seen of again, or to be heard. We talked about this boy that was nine, way back then. I remembered him for ever, even when I turned ten. I often wondered what had happened to him This scrawny shy boy, quiet tall but very thin. Seven years later; this boy came back on a ship He was almost a man still thin, but nice lips. He talked to me often and we became friends He really liked my sister, but we made amends. This boy, nearly a man asked me to go out I thought you liked my sister, So what’s this about? I thought I liked her, but I know she’s not true I think that I would rather go out with you. This boy nearly a man looked so sincere I agreed in an instant but, what did I hear? They say he has girls all over the place Oh well never mind, I had been in the race. I gave him the elbow after some time, I found then, that I missed this almost man of mine. He asked for me back, a pest he became, He asked for my hand, I thought that was lame. He promised me faithfully, that he would be true And he become my hero, I am telling you. He’s more than a man a giant in his heart, He still loves me dearly, We never shall part! He saved my life, in fact more than once So he really must love me, I took no chance. He stands up for me on every occasion This man I have loved since I was nine and he was ten.