He was my hero
The man who carried me
down the lighthouse steps
not up, because I was frightened;
I was three years old
and he was my hero
The shy man
my girlfriends giggled about
and embarrassed
whenever they could;
I was a teenager
and he was still my hero
The handsome man
who gave his little girl away
to another man for life;
I was a young woman
he was always my hero
The man who broke my heart
as he lay in a hospital bed
not looking like my hero anymore
just the man I called ‘Dad’
and he died shortly after;
I am his daughter
and he will forever be
my hero


























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