My Hero
MY HERO
I
Confused, I try to find words
To describe this woman
This colossus
Yet no name, no words from my mouth,
From my books can describe her.
I pick up my encyclopedia, my dictionaries-
Long mans, Oxford, Collins and a couple of others on my shelf
Trying to find a perfect word to describe this woman- My first love,
Yet no words can fit in perfectly.
II
Tired, my brain saturated
Just a word and I can’t concoct one
Why worry myself to frenzy?
REALIZATION
I
I rise up my tired head, eyes dilated
I look up at the wall, and boldly written on the wall is this word
“HERO”
Smiles settling on my face
Eyes full of life
I think I have found the right word.
But the word Hero is masculine for a person
Respected for bravery or noble qualities?
Yes! Indeed it is.
I think of the feminine word
It is “HEROINE”.
But this word Heroine; can it adequately describe
The sterling qualities this great woman possesses?
I ask myself…
No it can’t I tell myself.
II
In this woman I see a man
A strong hearted man
A man of integrity, a man of noble carriage
That woman in a man is no other person than my Mum.
She alone I will love cherish and adore.
I call her my HERO
My number one HERO
My hero in a crazy world full of insanity.
Copyright © Olufunminiyi Salawu | Year Posted 2012
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