I told him, Daddy Don't you cry
believe when I say that
Everything will be alright
I fell to my knees
at the sight of his tears
lost control of myself
and wanted to fight this battle
fight along his side
Win this war
I fell, hopeless as I cradled his pain,
in the curves of my arms
I fell, useless as he fought something
I never tasted
There is no better way to help than with love,
there is no better reassurance because along
with my sister, brother, sister, brother
Daddy was given the best of weapons to fight
A reason
Making him a warrior
Making him a hero
We are your reason Daddy,
As you are ours.
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