I once knew a hero
Long ago
When no cares of the world
Had weighed him down
And no tempest or storm
Had gathered round
Just a young hero
Yet to grow
He set about to live
His life
The way that heroes do
You would not think
This life he made
Beyond the brink
Of ordinary
Still to grow
When we called for him
He ran
To lift us up or help us out
And leave us with a smile
To back us up or point our way
And go the extra mile
And be our friend
Nice to know
A hero lives his life
Too brief
And leaves us with a tear
For dreams unknown
And other things
For foundations built
On solid stone
But Duty calls
Time to go
I once knew a hero
Long ago.
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