Superheroes
The first magical breath of life,
Such a tiny bundle of joy to behold.
Proud and ecstatic Mom and Dad,
Tears of joy from Oma, Grandma, and Papa.
Constant wonder with the growing years,
This child so sensitive and so caring.
Any loss of life bringing a deluge of tears,
Streaming profusely from those delicate blue eyes.
And then, meeting the love of his dreams,
A beautiful and thoughtful wife, and her dear family.
Soon, the first magical breath of life again,
Such a tiny bundle of joy to behold.
Proud and ecstatic Mom and Dad,
Tears of joy flowing from this loving family.
The happiest time of all.
Yet, a dark, menacing cloud looms everywhere.
Suddenly, a call to serve our great country;
So quickly thrust into the jaws of a senseless war,
Into the chaos of a vicious, lawless, and distant world,
This new father--so young, sensitive and unprepared.
Superheroes cannot be found in sports,
Or the movies, books, or politics.
They are men and women much like our son, Kevin,
Who will stand and fight-- spirit and soul,
With a heartfelt belief in the American dream.
Copyright © Stephen Clark | Year Posted 2008
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