Just a thought,
facing the fear in me is just but a conviction of my making
ruining the childhood memories of what karma look like,
might it be possible she is from the same womb as Santa?
The vivid imagination blurred by the funny look on your face, tells me no,
Yet I find it hard to bring forward the truth about my hero,
for am not sure if she is real or just a character of my making.
I learnt to stick to the true heroine,
one who is always there when I call,
She might not appear on your screens from Marvel or Disney World,
but has always appeared in my Beautiful world.
To the best heroes and heroine out there for their heroic acts of making us believe in higher power.
To Mums and Dads who take time to make their kids smile.
You are the greatest heroes.
Happy Heroes Day.
