A hero is the tallest,
Darkest, and strongest.
He's never afraid.
His rough hands save the world.
With a deep voice his loyalty is proclaimed,
Through intricate speeches.
One fierce battle saves the world.
He is never forgotten.
He is always loved.
My hero is not the tallest,
Nor the darkest, or strongest.
He's sometimes afraid.
His cold, gentle hands,
Don't save the world.
His fights are small with no great speeches.
Yet he still saves me,
With the little things he does.
A simple smile.
A gentle squeeze.
A warm hug.
When his voice calls my name,
I am reminded that he is there.
And I am safe.
I will never forget.
I will always love.
**I don't have the final version of this one, so words and phrases may vary a little from the original**
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