Who is Your Hero?

I don’t want to
make my Dad
speak at my funeral
for the crack in his voice
as he speaks from the heart
is a sound in my head I can’t bear.
That’s the main reason
I made it through
life at its worst.
He’s the main reason
I made it through
life at its worst.
If ever you ask me,
Who is your hero?
The answer is simple:
he’s a man who
even in the darkest of days
finds, and shares, a glimmer of light
and who without hesitation
has given up daylight
to pull others out of the darkness.

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