You don’t fly high with a cape,
But you let me soar
In the firmament of our dreams.
You don’t have propellers for feet,
But you’re quick to come
When troubles beset me.
You don’t have a wizard’s wand,
But the work of your hands
Is more than magic.
You’re just a man, flawed, imperfect
But the man you are
Is more than any superhero.
27 February 2011