My Hero

My Hero by Robert Denton July 2014 Ah, but she is beyond all others, a blessed divine gift brighter than the purest of gold. She glows like the sun streaming rays upon the earth, and cutting the stone cold. She is but poetic grace, loyal in her movements however clumsily she floats. She persists in giving and with every fiber of her being, she devotes. Oh how I love her, my friend, my lover, my companion, my wife. Despite a grim futurity she offers comfort and purpose to my life. The pain of existence from where I sit, becomes squelched by her kind spirit aglow. Deeply connected, though I will admit, my wife is also my hero.