NOT TOO HARD TO FIND

I’ve heard people say heroes are getting harder and harder to find You may call me idealistic But I find that message to be too gloomy, too dark and much too pessimistic. I found my first heroes in Fairy Tales I admired their courage, their integrity…their power… They were the ones unafraid to face the dragons…to save the princesses in the tower. My next heroes were sports figures…which made it a lot of fun They passed for the winning touchdown, shot the winning basket or scored the winning run. Next, I found my heroes in the pages of books about history… Their names were Abraham Lincoln, Benjamin Franklin and John F. Kennedy. But when I learned more about my heroes…I was astounded by what I found Abe couldn’t control his children, Ben abandoned his family and Johnny fooled around. One day I realized to find my heroes…I didn’t have to look very far… My dad was a postal worker and my mom…a nurse in an ER. These are the people who loved me…whose inspiration and guidance I sought which, to me, was more important than if they slew any dragon or not. I found my heroes didn’t have to save the entire world or make the winning score… they could be a nurse and a postal worker who lived on the other side of my front door. Yes, I’m proud to profess in the final stanzas of this now lengthy rhyme The heroes I once went looking for…had been with me all the time. To those who say heroes are harder to find…I say…not in my book because the keys to finding heroes…is knowing where to look.