My
dad is a hero
He
gets out of bed
Every
morning
And
goes to work
Breaks
his back for us
Comes
back home
And
still has the strength
To
smile at us
And
turn in
For
a new day dawning
My
dad is a hero
He
never hit my mum
Never
cheated on her
Only
rarely made her cry
And
kept her dressed
In baubles
and love
And
he still talks to her
Sometimes
My
mother is a hero
She
still holds on
To
her faith
Still
loves us
Despite
ourselves
And
tries to set us
Straight
She
still believes in
God
And
the innate
Goodness
of man
My
mother is a hero
She
is my conscience still
A
heavy burden to bear
But
she still says she will
She
is proud of me
And
that suits me fine.
My
father and mother are my heroes.