Heroes
I have a group of people
who are true heroes to me,
they don't wear capes or armor
so they’re not who you think they’d be,
there once was a moment in time
when I struggled to find my way,
with courage and conviction
they stepped in and saved the day,
without any ulterior motive
they sensed trouble and sprang into action,
but instead of swords or magic
they used kindness and compassion,
it would be easy for them to bail
while I was at my most demanding,
but in a selfless display of character
they showed loyalty and understanding,
it didn't matter they lacked in abilities
like x-ray vision or flight,
when they bring brightness to my days
to get me through my darkest nights,
you will not see their name in the news
saving the world before it ends,
so while most won’t see them as heroes
I’m just grateful to call them my friends.
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