My Dad

By Michael Macdonald

He wasn’t faster than a speeding bullet,
but he was quick to come to my defense.
Unable to leap tall buildings, 
but could lift my spirits when life didn’t make sense.

He did not have the strength of a locomotive,
but the size of his heart could crush any man.
He faced all that the world could throw at him
and always told us it was God’s glorious plan.

He didn’t wear a cape, a mask,
or have any super powers,
But ask any of his friends,
he was there in their darkest hour.

So now he has gone to heaven,
and in God’s arms he will be.
But this loving father of eight
was a superman to me.

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