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.