My Military Hero

My military hero, my father,
Protecting us at all costs
A true guardian in times of crisis

My father, my hero,
Forever my inspiration,
A soldier, a protector,
Always in my heart

The buds are thickening,
And I feel as emptied
As an unfulfilled year.

Perhaps, also, I
Do pivot my life
As the spring's new growth.

And if my growth does cycle
With tender timed spring...
Then I shall not flower.

This time of new life,
Still in winter's grip,
Finds me unhappy,

And in remembrance
Of a year that housed
Arrested growth.

With a touch of tender and grace
the profound image she displays
her kind words instilled in my mind
as she is a warrior who stands
strong on her ground
like a beaming light
shining through the
darkness of night
contain with a pure joy of love
she reigns with the supreme
of wisdom guidance
bring the truth of the testament evident
of life-learning lessons

No doubt there weren’t bounds to the toys
That as a not-so-small four-year-old boy
Could own at his home, in a dream-like world
As the real one spun, whirled and it twirled.

‘To imagine’ was the gift I was given
A fashionable passion without need for permission
From remote controlled cars with wings that were driven
To action men on a mission, I’d quickly envision.