MY HERO

My Hero

This poem was written by my Daughter Andrea.
It was posted on this site in 2003, when she was a member.
I am proud to post it here once more with her permission.

My hero is not a fireman
who each and everyday
saves houses, buildings, families
from matches gone astray.

My hero is not a policeman
who, while walking his normal beat
may sometimes take in prisoners
with shackles on their feet.

My hero is not an actor
whom many a part will play
on TV, or the big screen
and perhaps even Broadway.

My hero was a soldier
who for his country fought.
Many deaths and disabilities
was all that war has brought.

My hero is a talented man
who has published his first book.
A husband, friend and father
and sometimes even cook.

My hero is a special man
for which I am very glad.
You can call him by his name
as for me, I call him Dad.

2003
Andrea