My Hero

We all have one person we call "Hero" My hero is brave, beaten and battered by war My hero is weathered, abused by the elements My hero is a farmer, hard working and dedicated My hero is strong, his muscles used to plow the ground My hero is a craftsman, hands splintered with wood and covered in grease My hero is gentle, hands rough but his touch soft My hero is kind, giving life to all, even the snakes and pests My hero is gray, his hair peppered with wisdom My hero is scented of strong coffee, mint, and cigarettes My hero is a musician, fingers calloused from years of plucking My hero is unlike any other unconditional love for anyone My hero is tired My hero is weak My hero is sick God, please... Don't take my hero from me