He's My Hero
He's my hero
He care so much from my tender age,
He's there in time of my race,
Sometimes he felt he could run my race,
Because of my tiny legs not to fail my race,
But nature won't allow him pick the race,
But he struggles to get my Kit ready for the race,
Sitting with anxiety watching me win the race,
He is my Hero.
Even In times of Zero
In time sorrow
And times I need to borrow,
Just to make my tomorrow,
Then he shows up like a superHero
He is truly my HERO!
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