He is not the kind of hero who is fighting in the war.
He is not one who sails offshore.
I don't call him Sergeant, Captain or Sir.
His title is DAD that is for sure!
He is the fixer of my broken things,
and the household doctor when I get bee stings.
He picks me up when I fall down.
And always turns my frown upside down.
He keeps me safe when I sleep at night.
He gives me seconds when I have a big appetite.
That's my Dad, that's who he is.
He deserves a medal for the things he did.
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