Heroes.

For my hero he knows who he is and he knows who he is and he knows he is stuck with me no matter what. 

Heroes don’t grow on trees,
But they are a special seed.
They blow in the breeze,
But they stay there forever and ever.

They care with all their hearts,
Even with their own battles.
You can hear their voices coming out through the anguish, pain and the screams.
They are always there for ice creams too.

They live for others through their hardships.
They smile at you as if it is second nature,
even though they struggle to smile at you.

Heroes are rare, unique and totally special.
Heroes are brought from heaven,
with a huge heart of gold.

Heroes appreciate the little things,
Which makes you appreciate them even more to the point,
You say you love them at least once a day.

I love my hero, forever in my heart.

Sensing love to all your heroes ahead of this Remembrance Day.  xxx