My Dad

I am his princess this is forever true,
Not only is he a King but he is a Hero too.
He could be Brave but inside he could be scared,
He could talk about Victory when retreat could be near,
He could stand tall even when the world tried to make him fall,
I know he conquered it looking Brave and Tall...
Though I saw it all, 
Even when he was close to fall..we all had our battles,
It was for the good of me anyways,
Most of all I learned to love a Hero..
My King and Hero..
My Dad.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2015

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