My Hero

My Hero 

You would tuck me in at night before you went to work, like your back didn’t hurt from your day job that you didn’t put first. 

We didn’t have much, but not much was enough because I had my hero’s love. 

Your courage fed me and led me to believe that you where unstoppable. 

When you have a hero that’s a queen like Berlene, your dreams are not impossible. 

Your guidance is like a lot of food that Bertha would make. 

Smelling the food I would ask “Did you bake me a cake?” 

But my hero would prepare all the plates as the elders talked about 
service today. 

Just like James & James I want to remain a king.  

Tally and Mr. Alex will teach you a thousand things.  

I would write it all down, now I have a pile of dreams.  

My hero deserves a cape. 

My hero thinks about the people that they can help today and tomorrow. 

My hero stands tall but would knell to the man who stands spiritually taller. 

You taught me that a person that put’s God first will remain guarded. 

I thank Fathers that strive to teach their kids to pray harder and stay stronger so our problems would one day stay flawless. 

I thank Arthur for being a hero but a man first.  Monk was a monk because every decision he made, he planned first. 

My hero ensured my safety, never told me what I can’t be, and still made me feel like a baby. 

My hero is amazing watch me grow up and be a mirror image.  

I even searched for my hero secret ingredient; I threw up to many times eating too much spinach. 

When I was  finished, my hero told  me to wash the dishes. 

My hero taught me love, unity, knowledge; and we still have a great friendship.  

I see my hero from a clear view and will never put my hero in my rear view. 

Even if I move a thousand miles away, my hero would drive a thousand miles today, to tell me dinner is ready and I need to wash my face.  

My hero is people I watch today.  

If you are influential, motivated, educated, and can add the seasoning to a Sunday dinner you are a hero.  

Either to yourself, your family, or a little boy who was once too short to even look through the peep hole.  

My hero has no ego, just represents strength, courage, and 
wisdom like an eagle.

Copyright © Keorie Mcmillan | Year Posted 2014

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