You’re My Hero

Youre My Hero long poem

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Well and you are one of a kind
There’s no one in the world like you
I know ‘cuz you lift me up so high
When I’m down so low…
That’s why you’re My Hero and I
Know I ain’t got nothing to fear
When you are around ‘cuz
Not even the Lone Ranger has
Nothing on you and not even
Superman can do the things you do,
You’ve saved me from myself many
Countless times don’t you know?
That’s why you’re My Hero!
What in the world would I do?
Without you, you are my saving
Grace quite surely,
God must have known I would come
To need you and sent you to me
Now there’s no shadow of a doubt,
No real reason to be afraid with you
In my life everything will always
Work its way out ‘cuz
You’re My Hero, my friend and
My hero, don’t you know…
You have saved me from myself
Many countless times and allowed
Me to live to see another tomorrow
That’s why you’re my Hero,
Yes You Are My Hero!

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Bo Lanier is from Chattanooga, Tennessee and has become an established poet with five books to his credit that were published in Canada. He received several achievement awards in creative writing through and has recently published two eBooks and one paperback book through After a nine year hiatus, Bo returned to publishing his poems with a new outlook and fresh ideas. His other talents include singing and songwriting.
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