“The Hero in My House”
In the quiet strength of morning light,
He rises early, ready to fight
Not with sword, nor shield, nor flame,
But with love and duty, just the same.
He’s the calm when chaos flies,
The truth inside a world of lies.
He’s wisdom earned and jokes well-timed,
The compass when I feel confined.
So here’s to him, my dad, my guide,
The hero walking by my side.
No monument or grand applause,
Just love that never seeks a cause.
He is my legend, through and through,
And everything I hope to do
I hope it brings him pride someday
My hero, in his own quiet way.
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Last edited 4/30/2025 5:50:20 PM
