Super heros
We always think of super heros
As saving lives and beating foes
They wear capes and uniforms and
Have the powers of storms
My superhero had none of these
He worked real hard and built with trees
He wore long sleeves and a hat
Cowboy boots and wrangler pants
He worked his hardest night and day
To ensure his girl was ok
He always worked his very best
Until the day life was stolen from his chest
And just in case you haven't guessed
My super hero is the best
He was my very best friend
He was there for me to the end
My super hero wasn't just ordinary
He was EXTRAORDINARY
He loved me when i did bad
My super hero is my dad
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