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My Hero 

Ever since I was a child he tore a piece of sun and stitched me whole 
working himself to the bone so I could have a bed and home  
he never complained and he always made it back ,even during storms 

He was my Father, My Hero, my best friend ...
When I was overwhelmed submerged in ether 
listening to bells go off in a not so distant medical bed 
he walked in to pick me up, gave me a giant doll 
then scooped me in his big strong arms and took me home.  
When I was left behind for reasons I could not comprehend 
mistaken for crazy and sent to a medical facility, 
he spoke to the doctors then gently brought me back to health.
When he was dying from cancer and I could not sleep 
I drove hours to get to him, 
Stopped a a nearby village, and found a perfect blue rose
When I placed it by his bedside, holding my hand he said to me 
"Daughter, its time for me to go home. "
I wasn't ready but I released him and let him go, 
how I found the strength, I will never know.   
 
Until this day when I think of heroes I think of my dad 
those starlit eyes, that golden smile, those strong arms.   
Today, inside this broken heart of mine there lives a hero,   
one that I could never replace, nor misplace.  My dad. 

July 27, 2022

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