The Hero Of my Heart

This is a Poem that i Wrote for my Father after he Passed away. i later learned after both my parents passed away that i was adopted, and i was overcome... this was a labor of Love.

I Tell the Tale of Gentle Hands

That Guided me through the walk of life

that carried an infant twenty blocks

to ease the fever of summer nights

that took all pain instead of mine

that put my needs before their own

where are they now, can they not see

or hear or feel the anguished moan

ripped from my heart, my very soul

that cries out tears in-mixed in blood

in-mixed in earth, from haunted eyes

coursing in streams down the dirty face

dirty from the dust of graves

those that i had stooped to make

where are those hands can they not hear

the anguished cries the aching sobs

those hands the never even let form

in their shelter a single frown

the singer of my lullabies

and the hero of my heart

have they gone away so far

that neither voice nor anguished cries

will ever reach them now..

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Author's Note

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the singer of my lullabies
and the hero of my heart

Loved this part, this is wonderful, I really enjoyed this.