Hero

 

My dad is a hero

He gets out of bed

Every morning

And goes to work

Breaks his back for us

Comes back home

And still has the strength

To smile at us

And turn in

For a new day dawning

 

My dad is a hero

He never hit my mum

Never cheated on her

Only rarely made her cry

And kept her dressed

In baubles and love

And he still talks to her

Sometimes

 

My mother is a hero

She still holds on

To her faith

Still loves us

Despite ourselves

And tries to set us

Straight

She still believes in

God

And the innate

Goodness of man

 

My mother is a hero

She is my conscience still

A heavy burden to bear

But she still says she will

She is proud of me

And that suits me fine.

 

My father and mother are my heroes.