A Hero

He kissed me on the forehead and said “I'll be back”

As if a seven year old boy like me

was too young to understand or know

What his mission was and where he had to go



I watched as he left, in his uniform and hat

Leaving footprints in the snow

That's how I remember my Dad, about a year ago

That's how I remember him, as I watched him go



“A Loving Father and Husband” is written on my hero's grave

And as I stared at my daddy's headstone

and the flowers that were laid

I wondered and wondered why he had to leave

Why he just couldn't have stayed home

and still be with me?

But my Daddy had a heart for his country

and was willing to fight

For the ones he love,

For the things that were right



I know he still loves me

And I'm proud to say

That my dad was something special,

That maybe, I will be just like him one day

A hero.





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